Chapter 170: Crimson Night

"Earlier..." "How close did that bullet come to hitting me?" Allison asked, her voice trembling with nerves. "Five centimeters, tops," Peter Zorn replied with a sheepish grin, grabbing her hand and pulling her back. "Honestly, you've got some serious luck." "I was dodging that sniper's scope the whole time, but he was dumb enough not to go after you. Otherwise... you'd probably be toast." Allison fumed at Peter's words. "Seriously? You knew it was dangerous and didn't bother to warn me? What...