"That braindead kid bought it. Once he gets here, both he and his mother are yours."
Hanging up, the doctor at Redshirt Psychiatric Hospital spoke viciously to the people hiding behind the curtain.
Just as Lier had guessed, Scavengers were lying in wait here-and there were four, not three.
"Haha, doc, you've finally come around. Should've done this ages ago. What was all that about professional ethics-only harvesting organs from patients?"
"And one more rule-no harvesting minors!"
"Hahahaha!"
The Scavenger's companions laughed too, mocking the doctor's ridiculous "professional ethics."
The doctor wasn't angry. Right now, he just wanted that kid David dead-and he could make some money afterward, too.
The only reason he'd dutifully kept that woman alive these past few days was to find out just who this kid ran with-
And the result?
He didn't run with jack shit!
And he still dared point a gun at him?
He had to teach this kid why a doctor was the last person he should mess with.
"Stop fucking laughing. I want to watch you take that kid apart. How dare he slap me? Even my dad never hit me!"
"All right, all right, we get it-but didn't your dad die ages ago?"
"Liberty. A durable handgun, but if the other guy has Subdermal Armor, I suggest you aim a little straighter."
"A gun... aren't you supposed to aim straight anyway?"
David's gun hand trembled slightly-
Apart from the shot he'd accidentally fired at the hospital that day, he'd never fired a gun.
This wouldn't do.
"Any implants in your arms? Are they compatible with this thing?" Lier shook the Kuaibi 400 Shard he'd just stolen.
"I don't know. I've only tried basketball Shards..."
"Should be fine. Slot it in."
"Huh?"
Lier glanced at the camera beside him and