I heard distant voices and a light filtered through my eyes. I tried to open them, but it was impossible. Listen to the sound of metal being cut. Demetrious. The fear grew inside me, I wanted to open my eyes again, but it was useless. I surrendered to the dark again.
- But it's okay? - I listened to Ricardo through the haze of unconsciousness — It's good to know. So Demetrious will calm down and allow himself to be cared for properly
"Demetrious," I whispered feeling my throat rough. Little by little I opened my eyes and found the worried face of my father-in-law
"You finally wake up, pretty girl," his face relaxed and he smiled in relief. "How do you feel?" I looked around and was in a sterile room. Then I remembered The visit to D'Angelo, the chase, the shots, us turning
- How are you? I said trying to get up. "I need to see it." Ricardo stopped me and it was when I felt my left arm prick with pain which had a cast.
