We are walking to the entrance of O'Donnell Corp. when I tap Allison's shoulder.
"Shouldn't we at least look a bit presentable? They might kick us out cuz we look like this, you know." Gesturing to myself, "And I stole some cash from Nat and Elliott."
Allison raises a brow.
"Impressive." She mumbles, "Just go ahead. I don't care of being neat and tidy in front of my brother."
I shrug, "Your loss. But here." I hand her money and continue, "If you want food or if you ever change your mind."
I go to a close shop. I get a white shirt and cool pants. I see that Allison did change her mind.
I ask, "You ready Al?"
She nodded. I smile then wince.
"What's wrong?" she asks me, concerned.
I murmer, "I removed the tracker stamp." rubbing my neck.
"What?" she exclaims, "Does it hurt?"
"Very," I say. "It's actually just a small chip. I shouldn't have done that, but maybe I think you need to remove it."
"Um, no thanks." she squeaks, "It's alright. No thanks."
I sigh, "Fine."
We both go inside the building that looks like all the other boring buildings in the city.
"I'd like to meet Mr. Aidan O'Donell," Allison says bluntly.
The receptionist looks at her strangely. "Do you have an appointment with Mr. O'Donell?"
"Um," she stammers. "No, I don't."
"Chill, otherwise we will not get to talk to him!"
"I supposed you're one of those street kids who just want to bombard this place to steal?" the receptionist asks.
"People try to bombard this place?!"
"No, no, we're not." Allison protests. she looks at me and I don't know what to do!
She asks, "Fine, can you please call him, I just want to speak with him."
The receptionist frowned and dialed a number on her phone. I notice that Allison is sweating and breathing heavily. wierd.
"Mr. O'Donnell," The receptionist says. "There are two street rats down here, should I call the security?"
"No, you don't need to do that." I interrupt.
"I'm afraid it's necessary. Security!" She calls out. Suddenly, two strong men came out and grabbed Allison and I.
"Let me go!" Allison screams and kicks them away. They have a strong grip.
Allison yells, "Aidan it's me Allison!"
Allison groans and crumples to the floor.
I punch the man away and ran towards me, helping me sit up.
I ask, "Allison, Allison, are you fine? Are you hurt?"
I feel her skin. "You have a high fever."
I look around. I yell, "Somebody help me, help her!"
I see a man running towards us. I recognise him as Aidan. He has a concerned face. I look at her.
"How could this happen to the only person I can trust outside?"
Realisation hits me. It's her tracker.