Christian

The doctors admitted me. They said they would discharge me soon, but I needed to stay there. The nurse took care of stitching up the wound on my forehead and arm and disinfecting my injuries. The woman was surprised because I didn't complain about the pain. I must admit, it hurt, but the mafia taught me not to react to pain. This was nothing I couldn't endure.

"I'm surprised you didn't pass out in the accident. Many people do," she said.

"It's nothing I can't tolerate. It was a minor accident."

My men were outside the room. I paid for a private room and spoke with the hospital security...