Chapter 89

I glanced around cautiously and reached out to pull Rachel close to me. "Anyone there?" Rachel whispered, her gaze fixed on the alley. I shook my head and focused on the figure not far down the alley. Sensing our gaze, the figure swiftly disappeared. Glancing at Steven, I noticed the lingering hostility in his eyes as he stood in the dim alley, resembling Satan emerging from hell. I cautiously called out, "Hey, Steve?" He turned to look at me. I could see the hostility in his eyes fading away quickly, replaced by an innocent look as he said, "Stephie, I feel dizzy." Then he collapsed onto me. His towering six-foot frame sprawled over mine. I barely had a chance to resist. I could only let him rest on me. "He looks skinny but weighs a lot," Rachel remarked as she helped me support Steven, guiding him to the roadside. He appeared dizzy, his entire weight bearing down on my back. I muttered, "Why is he so heavy..." Rachel hailed a cab, and together we helped Steven into it.