I’m Someone Else

Thomas shook his head and glanced at his bleeding wound. “Don’t worry about me. I’m fine. We need to find a place to stop the car. I have to get the bullet out.”

“Get the bullet out?”

Olivia was stunned to hear that. Should they not go to the hospital then? Why did it sound like he planned on taking it out himself?

He pulled the car to a stop at a rather secluded spot and wound up the windows. The car’s windows were so heavily tinted that no one standing outside would be able to see what was happening inside. He then found a paring knife and grabbed a lighter to sterilize it with.

“Do you know who they are? They were driving a Cadillac,” he asked.

“A Cadillac?”

She frowned upon hearing that as her face clouded over.

“I think they are part of the same group.”

“Do you know who they are?” he repeated.

“I don’t. However, before they appeared, there was a time when I clocked out of work late and had to drive home by myself. They followed me throughout the entire drive and only left when I managed to call my family who then sent some men to escort me home.”

That incident had happened quite a while ago, so she had only assumed it was a coincidence. She had not expected them to appear in her life again.

She did not know them at all, so why did they want to kill her?

He nodded and kept quiet. The knife was nearly sterilized. Without hesitation, he swiftly stabbed the knife into his wound.

“Aah!”

in shock when she saw what he

Let’s

beyond her wits. While she had seen people on television do that before, it

and continued with his task. There was not a single sign of pain on his face. It was as if the shoulder the knife was digging into

Clink!

With unusually steady hands, he then dressed the wound with a bandage before wiping away the blood on his hands with

in the military, he had taken

said. “Time to send

started

seeing him dig out a bullet with a knife was too much for her, but all she could

infected? What should they do if the

to the

his method might have been crude, it

learn how to cure their own illnesses. Similarly, someone who had been hurt multiple times could learn to clean and dress their

She adamantly insisted on driving to the hospital, even

ever find another driver who would be willing to take a bullet

warmth. He never imagined that anyone else, especially a

to turn the car around to drive to the hospital. Once his wound was properly cleaned and dressed, they set off once more

have to pick me up early,”

is fine. I’ll be there at eight,” he

drove back home

obnoxious. It was past ten, yet the cars still had their high beams on. It made it hard for him to even

they think money is everything? Do they own the roads just because they can drive luxury cars?” he grumbled as he put them out of

“Wait, no!”

these not the cars that had driven next to them just now? The people who were trying to kill