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While I waited there, I fumbled with my phone, the shocker firmly in my grasp as I dialed the emergency number.

"What's your location, ma'am?" They asked after I'd breathlessly explain my predicament to them.

"I-I- I don't know," I was struggling to make my words sound coherent. "I don't know where I am."

"Alright ma'am. Please, calm down. Ensure your location remains on, we'll tap it and find you."

"Thank you," I bent over, my hands on my knees, "Please, be fast." My voice was a breathless whisper as the car ended.

I closed my eyes and took a deep calming breath. If Luigi hadn't appeared, there was no way I'd have been able to take them on myself.

I wonder what Bran's intention was. He was probably sent because he had no reason to have any grudge against me. He must be acting on someone's order. But who? Mark?This is property © NôvelDrama.Org.

I shook my head and straightened up, resting my head on the way. Mark wasn't a coward that would send men to her. He wasn't afraid to face her. So who couldn't be?

I sprang away from the wall, my features immediately tensing in alert as the sound of the halting footsteps drifted into my thoughts.

My eyes adjusted to the dimness of the area and I could see the figure walking toward me. He must think I couldn't see him because he was still tiptoeing. I waited, my breath held, for him to get closer. When he did, I raised my hand to activate the shocker, the light brightening the area a little.

"Sydney..."

I froze and ran to the figure. "Luigi!" I held his arm, "Are you okay?"

"I am? Are you?" He still sounded firm but his gait was lopsided and his breathing uneven.

"I am."

"Where are they?" I looked behind him, "sis he see you come in here?"

He shook his head and took his time. "I took care of them."

I frowned, "Well, I called the police, they'll soon be here. We'll just wait here. They'll locate us with my phone's locatio="

I stopped babbling when he slumped against the wall. My heart skipped a beat, "Are you okay?"

He didn't answer. I brought out my phone and flashed the torchlight at him. His face was pale and dripping with sweat and his hand clutched his stomach.

I let out an unrestrained gasp as I saw the blood trickling down his fingers. "Oh my God, you're hurt."

"Let's get out of here," was all he managed out. "My car is somewhere out there.

I immediately put his arm around my shoulders and took us to his car, following the directions he gave. It

didn't take long for us to find his car. I took his keys from his pocket and helped him into the front seat.

got in the driver's seat and drove us away from this godforsaken place. Finding my way back was easy since my eyes were on the road as the driver brought me here.

I located a hospital in town and took him there. Upon my immediate payment, he was instantly transferred to an emergency ward and they started to treat him.

An hour later, the doctor came to meet me in the waiting room where I had been impatiently waiting. I got stares from the nurses and some of the people in the waiting room but my look was the least of my worries right now.

our ward is t

I sighed in relief when I saw the smile on his face. "Mrs Torres, now. It was just a minor stab wound. You can go see him now."

"Oh," I sighed audibly, "Thank you."

I rushed to his ward and the moment I stepped in, he turned his face toward the door.

"Luigi. Omg. I'm so glad you're okay." I rushed to his side and bent down and pulled him into a small hug.

His face slightly squeezed in pain as he chuckled, apart from that, he didn't show any other signs of discomfort. He sounded firm and looked agile again. "You worry too much. I told you I was fine."