Forrest walked down the hotel foyer, his clothes soaked with blood, clutching his shoulder. He did, however, have a relieved expression on his face. Those who saw him were started by his appearance. They all hastened their steps, attempting to get as far away from him as they could.
Forrest walked out of the hotel and down the street toward his car. Two vans parked in front and behind his vehicle opened their doors. A swarm of people rushed out of the vans and swarmed him, worried expressions on their faces.
“Mr. Smith, you’re injured?!”
“How could this happen? Hurry, Mr. Smith, get in the car. You need to go to the hospital!”
“Mr. Smith, who hurt you? We’ll beat that fucker to death!”
Forrest’s face turned stern. He kicked the person who just ran his mouth last. “What do you know? Sh
