Chapter One Hundred And Thirteen

Adriana’s POV

I still do not know how I did it but in less than twenty minutes I had successfully helped Massimo and myself escape the guards after us. I had also successfully gotten us to a main road; the only problem left now was finding a way out of there, and probably getting a cab that would take us to Massimo’s.

“My stomach hurts,” Massimo grunted. I had been so caught up in trying to get us to escape that I hadn’t noticed that he was losing so much blood, so bad that more than half of his white shirt had been soaked through with his blood.

In fear, I helped him to the floor, helped him lay in an open field, and then cut out a portion of my clothes, using it to apply pressure to the open cut.

I was no expert in stuff like this but from the purplish hue surrounding the open gash and the small pus that had begun to accumulate around its surface, I knew that it had been infected.

We needed to act fast!

Yh

“It hurts, normally I wouldn’t whine about an injury like a pussy but this o