Chapter 80

Damson groaned as he struggled to stand up, he was badly bruised. He tried to walk fast to the door to check for the car's plate number, but it was too late, they were already gone. He hit his fist on the wall in anger. He didn't get to catch the men who attacked him.

Maria approached him carefully. She could see he was angry and didn't want to cause him more annoyance. "Are you okay?" She asked, trying to look at his face

Damson gritted his teeth, ignored her and avoided eye contact. He didn't want to snap at her because he wasn't in the mood for questions. He was so mad at himself for not catching at least one of the men. He looked around for signs of Luis but he didn't see him.

"You should go to a pharmacy and treat yourself. You have a cut on your lip." He said to Maria before he dragged himself out of the fashion store.

"Where do you think you're going?" She asked, blocking his path. "You also need to go to the hospital, your face looks terrible."

"I want to be alone for now