[heavy breathing]
Three minutes ago, a shadow appeared by the hallway of the town hall. One of the officers under Gordon was knocked out at a fast speed, while the other party changed into a similar outfit, walking towards the capture scene.
He looked at Klaus before dashing forward and dislodging him to the ground.
"Don't do it. There's a tracker in the bullet in Rein's body; they are down there. Quickly get them to safety; I'll be fine on my own," Klaus whispered to the figure pinning him to the ground.
The figure, knowing also that Klaus seemed to have recognized him, cuffed him with the special tranquilizing handcuff, one of the newly arrived weapons which the government had just sent.
The officers, who had been taken aback by the sudden occurrence of things, responded fast and moved Klaus outside into a steel alloy bulletproof army van.
The figure slipped away from the crowd unnoticed, then returned to the original officer's position, returning his belongings to him, then changing into his own original outfit.
With a hard pinch, he woke the officer up, then left through a dimensional door.
The officer, who had just woken up, was in a daze before being jeered into reality by the shout of Commander Gordon, who seemed to have noticed his absence since they were about to leave for their respective barracks.
"Why are you on the ground, Officer Julius?" Gordon scolded, embarrassed to see one of his comrades laying on the ground like a wasted raccoon.
"I thought I heard sounds underneath, sir."
"Don't be bothered with that; the General has gone after the escapees."
He sighed, since he was obviously tired after ransacking the entire building carefully and thoroughly, not wanting to let a fly escape his sight. But at the end, three still escaped after all they went through, but still, it was not a waste since they got one, which should cover up their failure by half.
[Presently]
"Klaus told me you guys were down there. He also said there was a tracker in the bullet; we need to get to a private hospital since the government-owned one would be heavily guarded."
"I'm Vincent D'Angelo, a friend of your brother. I suppose you could say we work the same part-time job."
"Now that I've introduced myself, I suppose you can retract those annoying facial expressions," he said, turning his head towards the two siblings while carrying Rein in his arms.
He was aware of their constant change in expression since they were still in awe of what had preceded their escape.
"Since you are a friend of brother, then it all makes sense. Now that we are a bit far from the chase, how would he be able to locate us?" Claire asked, away since her doubts had been resolved.
Vincent, hearing her ask this, felt troubled since Klaus did not tell him what was to happen after helping them escape. He was sure that it would take a long while before they could be in touch with Klaus.
They all walked towards a semi-detached house. The house was painted gray with dark green roofing; it had hollyhock seeds planted around it, while the gate, which was supposed to be to the fenced area, was only connected to a barbed wire, which seemed to be used as the fence.
If one was a non-supernatural being standing afar, it would be difficult to tell if there was even a gate or a fence present due to the house color itself, but that was different for the latter.
"You still haven't answered my question..."
"He would contact us as soon as he gets past the government," Vincent replied, cutting off Claire from finishing up her words.
Claire pouted, feeling obviously annoyed.
When they were about fifty meters away, Vincent made a crocker sound, which made him seem weird.
In the house, a shadow, hearing the strange sound, pressed a certain button beside him before leaning backwards in his chair.
Getting to the entrance of the house at the gate, a small lens protruded out from the side. This lens was intended to scan and allow access into the house after verified confirmation.
As the gate opened, they walked in, while the two siblings were looking around in curiosity and in slow strides, Vincent walked with fast and greater pace, dashing forward into an enclosed room at the left, then through the stairs leading downwards into another section of the building at the rear end of the room.
He then placed Rein on one of the operating tables, his hands dived into medical gloves, following his skillful picking and arrangements of some basic instruments needed for surgery or medical dissection.
He did all this while pushing Rein towards a section medical area of the building.
Vincent then proceeded with wearing protective medical wears, which included a linen nylon gown and head cover.
The lights of the building shone brightly along its hallway, which was made of interlocking bricks, tiles, and alloy in between.
Some teenagers of the same dressing walked inthrough the hallway, their eyes fixed on Vincent and the siblings.
"Welcome, Vincent," one of them said, nodding in greeting.
The teenagers dispersed, each heading to their respective rooms.
Vincent, now fully dressed in medical attire, turned to face Claire and Ryan.
"We need to get the tracker out of Rein's body as soon as possible," he explained, his voice firm and urgent.
Claire and Ryan exchanged worried glances.
"What about Klaus?" Claire asked, her voice trembling.
Vincent's expression turned grim.
"We'll have to worry about Klaus later. Right now, we need to focus on getting Rein the medical attention she needs."
Ryan nodded, his eyes fixed on Rein's unconscious form.
"Let's do it," he said, his voice resolute.
Vincent nodded, his hands moving swiftly and precisely as he began the operation to remove the tracker from Rein's body.