Givon has been shot

 

★★★★

Katherine

"What are you- a doctor?” I flared, “I could never get my sight back," I said, and he let go of me, but with that, he took the gun from my hand as well.

"Then I will return the gun and you can kill yourself with it," said the man. His words unsettled me, sending my heart into overdrive.

"Why do you want to do that?" I said as I wanted to hear this was not some cruel joke. If it was, it would break me more than anything else.

"Because I want you to be mine and you have to be willing," the man uttered. I could not help but inhale sharply and pause to collect everything. I said, thinking a little, "If you can give me my sight back, I will be your woman as long as you keep me."

A low, satisfied hum escaped from the strange man as I heard him say, "Hmmmm. My name is Zac. Call me Zac!"

His voice heard close this time. The proximity was overwhelming. I felt as if he was going to kiss me. Hence, I staggered back.

"Zac!" My voice quivered.

"Hmm, a woman is standing outside who is going to stay with you tonight to look after you since I don't want you to be dead."

I heard the man, which almost sounded like a warning. Before I could respond, I heard his footsteps retreating and I exhaled slowly.

The next second, I wondered if I was going to have my sight back, for real.

The following morning, Jenna, the woman left behind to assist me, took me to the hospital. She had a calm and sweet demeanor that made it hard for me to stay annoyed. Initially, I had planned to speak harshly, hoping to irk the man through her, but Jenna's kindness softened me. She cared for me with such patience, even staying by my side until I fell asleep.

"Jenna, will you stay? I am nervous!" I asked Jenna as I clutched the edges of the hospital gown.

"Miss Katherine, even if I want to, the doctor will not allow me to stay by your side, but I can assure you the operation will be great. I spoke with the doctor and they are confident you will begin to see within two days after the procedure. I will be right here with you by then, I promise," Jenna replied gently, her tone comforting.

"What about him?" I asked about Zac to know if he would be here. If yes, then she was not going to let Jenna leave her side.

"Boss... boss is out of town. He will meet you soon. Don’t worry," said Jenna in an assuring tone as if she thought I wanted to see him. In truth, I heaved a sigh of relief. At least for now, I wouldn't have to deal with him.

"Okay!" I nodded. Soon, I was taken to the emergency room; my heartbeat was erratic. So doctors reminded me to be calm. One last question burned my lips and I could not stop myself from asking, "I will be able to see again, won't I?"

"Yes, Miss Katherine, you will. May I ask how you lost your sight?" A doctor asked.

"One day I was walking to my office when suddenly a man tried to snatch my bag, but since I had important documents from my office, I couldn't let him take them. So, I fought, at the time I didn't know what but the man threw something on my face and instantly my eyes started to burn. When I woke up, I could not see anything anymore," I said in one breath, following a hollow sigh that escaped my lips.

I was not wealthy enough to go through such expensive treatment. Though Givon tried a couple of times, every time only disappointment got into his hand.

The doctor's voice broke through my thoughts, "All right, I don't know which doctor treated you, but in the initial days, your eyes could be better with medicines. With time, your eyes lose the capability to get better," the doctor said, making me feel awful as I regretted why I didn't find it sooner. But before I could bury myself more into thoughts I heard the same doctor.

"Now we are going to give you anesthesia. Okay! Relax," said the same doctor and I nodded in response. My only prayer was now simple but fervent: please, God, I want my eyes back."

★★★★

Zac Bratva

"What's going on here?" I asked sharply as the car stopped in front of the hospital.

"Do you want me to check it out for you?" Said the driver.

I did not answer him and stepped out of the car. I found the woman I hired for Katherine was crying. Nearby, two of my men were looming over the hospital staff, their voices raised, clearly issuing threats. I strode toward the woman and coldly questioned, "Why you are outside?" My icy glares fixed on her.

The woman flinched visibly, horror etched on her face as she staggered back, saying, "Boss, I did not know how it happened. I was in the toilet!" The woman fumbled, dragging her feet behind. Her delay in expressing the incident made my blood boil, causing my rage to erupt, "I said, what happened?"

"She ran away!" The woman said. My angry expression almost darkened, eyes clouded by unannounced rage as I stared down at the woman with killing intent.

"I am sorry," the woman blurted out; tears broke down from her eyes, but her apology did nothing to soothe my anger. I turned around and climbed back into the car, slamming the door shut as I called Carlo, "Where is she?"

"I am at her home, but she has not come here. Give me a little time I will bring her to you," Carlo said, but I had no patience to wait, so I demanded curtly, "Send me the address of her boyfriend!"

I knew where she was, and the thought of her seeing her boyfriend fanned my anger. I growled, "Drive faster."

As soon as the car stopped, I got out of the car, slammed the door shut behind me, and stormed toward the apartment. Approaching the room, I heard the howling sound, my brows knitted together. The next second, I kicked open the door and saw the man lying in a pool of blood. Someone shot him in his hands and legs.

"Help me, please!" He pleaded to me as I understood how he was in this situation. Though he was asking desperately for my help, it didn’t stir my sympathy within me which was why I turned around and walked away.

"Don't leave, please! I don't want to die," He shouted, his voice in despair, but I heard nothing as I walked out of the apartment.