Chapter Hundred-Thirty-Five - A Wrong Target
'Shit.'
Killian typed a message back to Keith.
If his guess was right then some spies of outcasts were really within the wardens at the cafeteria, and overheard his nickname.
He stopped Reginald from entering the car with him. If he knew it was his question that caused Keith to get attacked, he might blame himself.
"Can you wait here while I rush over to the clinic?" Killian asked. "I would be back soon."
Reginald opened his mouth to say something, then closed it. He stepped away from the car and nodded once. Killian closed the door and the car moved.
"Um, to the school clinic." He told the driver.
The old woman nodded and sped up.
They arrived at the clinic less than ten minutes afterwards and Killian rushed towards it, after paying the driver. He texted Keith again for the room number.
"This guy should text me back already." He tapped his feet, standing outside the door.
