Chapter 10 A Helper

• FREDDIE
• Freddie had never for once imagined that things would get that messy. There he stood with a stab wound, while the club went into a pool of disaster.This was the worst thing he had ever had to face. He tried to control his bleeding, but blood gushed from his stomach. Thankfully, it wasn't his face though, that would have been the worst shit ever. Well, he was still breathing. Just then, he saw Damian staring back at him with his arms folded on his chest. The problem now was how he was to explain to him the reason he was there in the first place.
• He watched Damian approach him. He went into a panic, knowing he would surely be questioned. At first, he only wanted to see what was going on in the club without Damian noticing. How the hell did he let himself be found by the very person he had been hiding from? When Damian walked into their midst, he could see how the other guys dropped their weapons, immediately in fear. Suddenly, he signaled him to let go of the guy who he was still holding.