I woke up the next day just on the same table. A man I didn't know stood by the door silently.
" Your car is in our parking place.." he said . He was bigger than most men I've met and younger. I don't remember seeing him anywhere. For the short time I was around, I was familiar with almost everyone.
"You are?" I asked getting up.
" Wellington, Paul's nephew. I was in town at that time doing some purchases for him" he answered. I nodded knowingly, my injured thigh only had a scar, it had healed pretty fast.
After I had changed into clean clothes I went outside. I stared at the injured men who were being attended to by Victoria's mom.
" I'm sorry for all that" I apologized sincerely. I couldn't believe I did all this to these men. No one spoke, I guess they held a grudge for destroying
