She listened as Finn Payne and his men ran past, cursing furiously that they had lost their target.
Only after the footsteps outside had completely faded did Josie return to her human form. Ignoring her exhaustion, she immediately retraced her steps as quickly and silently as possible, heading back to the dilapidated building where the Light Ability User was hiding.
Josie held her breath and carefully moved aside the broken wooden plank blocking her view, only to find the space empty.
The heavy stench of blood hadn't fully dissipated, mingling with the smell of dust and decay, but the man who had been critically injured and on the verge of death, Miles Murray, was gone.
Her heart tightened, and she hurried forward to inspect the area closely.
There were no drag marks, no new bloodstains—only a few dark red pools of his blood on the ground, not yet fully dry. Beside them, scrawled crookedly on the dusty concrete floor in congealed blood, were two words:
"Thank you."
