WARNING! SENSITIVE CONTENT AHEAD.
CARLTON
I entered the dimly lit warehouse, my footsteps echoing against the concrete floor.
"Who would have thought this is how I'd return the favour?"
Damien Crosse said.
I met Damien a year ago in Italy. Father had sent me there on some business. I was in my hotel suite when this girl bursts in, bleeding all over the place. She begged me to hide her from the guys chasing her. If I didn't help her, she'd die right there in my room due to the amount of blood she was losing.
I locked the door and checked out her wounds. She had been stabbed three times. I managed to stop the bleeding, but I knew she needed more help than I could give her. I wanted to take her to the hospital, but she freaked out, saying she'd be in even more danger if I did. Some gu
