Allan's motorcade moved to leave Damian's luxurious mansion slowly. And Damian followed his departure through his eyes. There was a hint of jealousy there.

"Sir? Sir? Are you listening to us? Excuse me? We have to go now!" someone exclaimed, breaking Damian's reverie.

"Ah, yes? I wasn't paying attention to what you were saying!" Allan stammered.

A paramedic carrying an IV, exhaled.

"We told you we'd be leaving soon, could you move inside a little? We need to save this woman's life as soon as possible! We're afraid she'll lose more blood, sir! That's what you said!" one of the paramedics exclaimed back.

"Ah, sorry! I'll move in! Of course!...