No fire without Smoke

For the moment, it seemed Jacob had managed to temporarily lose his pursuer, he wouldn’t count on the man giving up tough, he was sure the enemy would caught to him soon, but at least it gave Jacob a brief pause, enough time for him to catch his breath. He slowed down his pace, breathing heavily, his lungs burning with the exertion, but he did not stop completely. Always moving forward, sometimes he would throw a glance at his back before turning around this or that alley. If this kept up, Jacob would be able to escape in no time.

The notebook was still safely held in his arms, positioned in front of his body protectively. It meant he couldn’t take out any weapon and fight, but he had dropped his gun anyway, so it didn’t matter. Also, the enemy had a shotgun, Jacob was in no mood to lose an arm. Instead of sprinting, he was now only walking quickly, when he heard a loud whistle that made him look back in alarm. He prepared himself to start running again, but he couldn’t see anybody there at first, so he didn’t know which was the best direction to go. By the time he looked up and saw the looming figure on top of one the buildings, it was already too late.

With a loud bang, the man shot in Jacob’s direction, he tried to start running again, but you can’t exactly outrun a bullet. The bullet went straight where his abdomen was located, and where the notebook was being held. It easily went through the bag, piercing the computer easily. It made Jacob stumble back and left him winded, but thankfully it wasn’t enough to completely perforate the tough object, and he wasn’t harmed. He looked desolated at the computer, it was destroyed and he doubted very much he would be able to fix it. He could try to recover the memory, but he wouldn’t hold his breath on that. He looked up at where the other man was perched, a glare behind the mask. At least he wasn’t able to take it, it was best a destroyed prize than a stolen one. Jacob turned his back and started running through the alleys again, hopefully now that the target was destroyed the other wouldn’t bother to follow him, but it was better be safe than sorry.