Chapter 1588

A deafening clap of thunder echoed at the same time the gunshot rang through the storm. The man ahead stumbled, clutching a tree for support as the bullet struck his leg. He glanced back at Elliot, his face shrouded in darkness, exuding an eerie presence as he turned to flee. Wounded, his pace slowed, yet he continued to run through the forest, dragging his injured leg. His speed was greatly reduced, allowing Elliot to close the distance. Exhausted, the man collapsed to the ground. Elliot swiftly holstered his gun and rushed forward to pin the man's arms behind his back, gripping the nape of his neck. He removed the man's disguise. The man's features were chiseled and striking, marred by an old scar across his face. Despite the disfigurement, his familiar eyes were unmistakable to Elliot. After the tainted formula scandal, Keaton had been on the run for five years, surviving multiple close encounters with the National Investigation Bureau. Catching him now seemed