Chapter 3 - The Desperate Escape
Jason threw his body backward just as the hitman raised the suppressed pistol.
A bullet shattered the wooden doorframe mere inches from Jason's head.
He scrambled down the wet concrete stairs of the motel, his heart hammering violently against his ribs.
The assassin pursued him silently, moving with the lethal grace of a trained predator.
Jason darted into a dark alleyway, knocking over metal trash cans to slow the killer down.
He managed to steal a delivery bicycle left outside a busy restaurant kitchen.
He pedaled furiously through the chaotic city traffic, miraculously escaping into the sprawling suburbs.
Exhausted and terrified, Jason finally reached a hidden storage unit he had rented years ago under a fake name.
He rolled beneath the metal door, breathing heavily in the pitch-black space.
He flicked on a small flashlight, expecting to find his emergency stash of cash and fake passports.
Instead, the storage unit was completely empty except for a single laptop sitting on a folding table.
The screen glowed brightly in the darkness, displaying a live video feed.
Jason cautiously approached the table and looked at the glowing monitor.
Sarah was sitting in a cozy, well-lit cabin, sipping a steaming cup of tea.
"I see you found my little parting gift," Sarah said through the laptop's speakers.
Jason screamed at the screen, demanding to know how she had discovered his most guarded secret.
Sarah smiled warmly, looking directly into the camera lens with absolute confidence.
She explained that she had placed GPS trackers on his shoes months before the divorce was finalized.
She had already forwarded his fake passports and cash to the FBI as evidence of his flight risk.
Jason cursed her name, threatening to hunt her down in Canada and make her pay for this humiliation.
Sarah took a slow sip of her tea before offering a chilling response.
"You really should not be worrying about me right now, Jason," she whispered.
The laptop screen suddenly switched from Sarah's face to an exterior camera view.
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The live feed showed the front door of Jason's storage unit from the outside.
A convoy of heavily armed black SUVs had just surrounded the entire building.
