Man", screamed the wounded thug as he tried to pull himself upright. "He runs the Blood Lords! He was the one who told us to grab this guy and bring h...m back with the others!" What others?", the voice demanded angrily."Two other guys, and some asian bitch. C.J. was real pissed when Darryl couldn't get the old dude to tell where the punk who shot some of our homies was at, so he had us grab his friends and is gonna make them talk!" He felt invisible grab him once more. They lifted him off the. I nearly jumped out of my skin when a hand covered my mouth and I was shoved hard against the wall. I felt a hard chest pressing against me and something poking me in the ribs. “Alright, here’s the deal. You’re going to tell me who the hell you are and what you’re doing here. You’ll be lucky if I don’t call the cops. Think about screaming, I’ll put a bullet through your ribs. I can tell you from experience, that’s a bad place be fucked up.”My eyes widened. “You got it?” he said. I nodded. He. The blood was freshest at the joints, indicating likely more of the blood across his torso was his own.She struggled for only a moment before allowing him to lift her right arm over his shoulder. She actually had little choice. Her right arm had gone numb and only the pinprick needles on the tips of her fingers suggested the arm was even still attached.She watched, dispassionately, as more blood dripped over his already covered armor. Her blood.“What in chaos was that thing?” she asked, her jaw. "His smile was warm and his grey eyes locked with Eleanor's as he shook her hand. "I'm so pleased to meet you Mr. Hamsun," Eleanor said, felling quite giddy. "Hannah has told us a lot about you too, you know." Please do call me George," George said and let go of Eleanor's hand. "I'm sure she has, and I'm sure she has been much too kind in her descriptions. But do come in. Let me take your coats."They entered the main room and Hannah came running over from the kitchen area. "Stacey, Eleanor!.