"What went wrong with him? He was still fine before he left for the mission," Grayson said, standing just beside the bed Denzel lay on, Carrie standing opposite to him.
"I don't know, I can't say so much. I only know that he took off when he was almost caught. Up until then, he was the one with the higher hand," Carrie didn't understand either, even when he saw all that went wrong.
"Soo...?"
"Except..." Carrie said and moved closer to Denzel's face, taking off the mask he wore. "Damn, that knife was poisoned,"
"What knife?" Grayson moved closer to Denzel's face to take a closer look at him.
"When he was fighting one of the criminals, he let his guard down, and that, he was injured,"
"But, this ain't that big of a deal, the scar wouldn't even be that big,"
"Well, the blade of the knife got to touch his blood, that's enough for him to get paralyzed," Carrie used her index finger to feel the area around the Injury.
