Chapter 58

Anderson was in a pool of blood on Declan's front porch. Declan quickly collected himself and dragged him into the apartment, shutting the door behind him. 

He let his instincts direct him on what to do next. 

He tried to stop the bleeding. He lay the small man on the floor and put a kitchen towel over the gunshot wound. It was the closest thing to a neat covering he could find.

His phone rang immediately. It was a private number but he answered it anyway with his hand smeared with so much blood. It nauseated him but he put himself together. 

"I see you got my package already", the voice began over the phone. Declan could not place who it was.

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