The Alpha's Breeder 115 Surgery

There was a loud 'thunk' that resounded when Scar let out a screechy yelp and stumbled to the side, clutching his head with one hand.

Although he was losing focus from a concussion, it wasn't enough to knock him out.

And I could already tell that he wasn't going to be as easy to bring down as Candy.

"Who—?" he shouted as if that was even a good question at this point.

The computer monitor slammed into his jaw hard enough that I could hear a sickening crunch in the aftermath.

I learned that a hard punch to the jaw or under the chin can knock someone out when I watched wrestling fights.

And I pray that it will or all that I've ever learned from watching TV is useless.

I kept smacking him in the jaw and face, ignoring his attempts to cover himself from my a.s.sault.

When he tried to run, I tripped him and continued to beat him with the monitor.

And, before long, he collapsed to the ground, completely knocked out cold.

From there, I used the same methods I used on Candy to destroy his hands until they both laid incapacitated on the ground.

The process didn't take me but ten minutes.

Once done, I searched through his pockets and found his blue surgical mask and a pair of car keys.

I dragged my tired body over to the sink, took a couple of paper towels and wet them before I wiped off the blood on my face.

After that, I put the surgical mask on, opened the door and peeked my head out to look at the rather empty halls.

I knew that I couldn't leave from the front entrance or the back entrance without having to pa.s.s the security guards.

Without proper doc.u.mentation and a fingerprint, they would catch me before I can do anything.

So the only other option that I could think of was their alarms.

The alarms set up inside of a government facility like this was taken very seriously whenever it goes off.

Everyone knows to run like a bat out of h.e.l.l if it ever goes off.

And that was my current target.

I slowly traversed the halls in search for the red little box encased in gla.s.s and managed to find it further down the hallway.

With my right hand, I smashed the gla.s.s and quickly pressed down on the b.u.t.ton.

Immediately, the loud blaring alarms went off just like how they did at my old workplace.

Not even one minute after it went off, people broke out of the rooms and ran like their life depended on it.

They didn't care about anyone other than themselves and left all of their belongings in fear for their lives.

Even the security guards were running away.

And because of that, I made it to the parking lot without anyone noticing me.

Everyone was quickly getting into their cars and driving off, ignoring my limping figure.

Since all I could hear was the sound of engines starting, I couldn't figure out where Scar's car was located just from pus.h.i.+ng the unlock and lock b.u.t.ton.

With one hand pressed hard against my abdomen, I pushed on the panic b.u.t.ton of the remote control and found the car rather quickly after that.

It was a brand new black Audi with gold rims parked further away, probably because he didn't want it to get scratched.

I huffed in annoyance and started my short trek towards it.

But, before I could make it to the car, a dark blue truck pulled up right in front of me and cut me off.

Then, the tinted window rolled down and long blonde hair caught my attention before I noticed the familiar face.

It was Lia.

I took a shaky step back.

And then another shortly after.

"Hurry!" Lia impatiently called, rapidly motioning for me to get in with one of her hands.

Her blonde hair glinted in s.h.i.+ny abundance down her shoulders, glaringly bright in my eyes as she waved.

With a sharp inhale of breath, I defensively squared my shoulders and tightened my grip on the scalpel in my right hand with my jaw gritted.