"I think I should go now." My wound is aching again. The sensation of tearing made my breathing short.

The figure outside the window moved quickly. Daley opened Frade's door and pulled the injured man out of the car. I pushed open the door and ran over, as Daley's fist landed in Frade's face.

"Stop!" I shouted.

Daley, however, held my hand tightly to keep me away from Frade, and the more I tried to break free, the tighter his grip became. I saw blood coming from the corner of Frade's mouth. He wiped the blood from his mouth with his hand and said to Daley with a sneer.

"Now...