Aron felt warm blood on his neck.
“Stop me.” The killer removed his dagger and stepped back a few steps.
“Aron?” Jonathan’s voice came from the library side.
Aron turned to the voice. He wanted to see him again to see the one who could take his life, but the path was already empty.
Agent Valverde and Jonathan entered the path alley; Aron was still there, leaning against the wall.
Jonathan approached him. “What's the matter, Aron?” He looked at the wound in his neck. “Was he here?”
Aron nodded.
Valverde walked around, “Look there, my friends.” He pointed to the broken mirror, which lay next to Aron, “It’s not over yet, Mr. Delson. He hasn’t finished with you.”

Broken Lie