His eyes were filled with a desire to live, but this desire was quickly being extinguished.
He thought about his past life, and how his cousin had found him and mentioned the undercover work.
He had always messed around on the streets, never thinking it was difficult, especially with the support of the law enforcement behind him.
But he never imagined this would be the end of his life.
His entire body began to relax, the light in his eyes as faint as a flickering flame about to go out.
After the last spark in his eyes disappeared, he died beside Allen.
Allen looked at him, feeling deeply saddened, and turned to walk away.
Hiram was chatting with others when they saw Allen coming out with blood on his clothes and hands, they looked at him.
"I dealt with him, but the aftermath... I'm not quite... used to it."
Hiram walked over, patted him on the shoulder, and gave him a hug, "I'll handle it, you head back first."
