
The helicopter carrying Lorie landed on the rooftop of one of Venice's private hospitals. He was taken to the emergency room for an intensive examination.
Heart rate, body temperature, blood pressure, all in very bad condition. His body temperature did not also drop even though he was given one more dose of heat-relieving and anti-inflammatory drugs. The doctor immediately performed a full body CT scan and MRI, including internal organs to detect damage to vital organs.
“There is swelling of the lungs, bruising in the pancreas and brain tissue, cuts in the stomach, cracking of two sections of the left ribs and the right shin. In addition, there were physical injuries in the form of bruises, burns, and torn wounds all over his body. Captain Lorie must be operated on immediately, Sir,” said the woman in semi-military uniform who had brought Lorie from Rafael's headquarters. He just received a report on the results of*rontgen*.
Alex took a deep breath and restored his hair in frustration. Seen on the screen, Lorie's body was lying on top of the gurney and was pushed towards the operating room. Two surgeons followed from behind.
“*Can he survive, Linda*?” ask Alex.
“That depends on Captain Lorie's condition, sir. With injuries and organ injuries of this much, the chances are only 50 percent, but we will do our best.”
“*Do whatever it takes to make it back to consciousness*.”
“Good. I'll let you know as soon as the operation is done.”
“*OK. Go*.”
Alex turned off the video call connection and sighed again. He then pressed Billy's number and waited for the call to be dialed. His best friend went to Venice to deal with Lorie's abduction. It was fortunate that he had the idea to avenge Rafael's actions by holding his daughter hostage so that they could free Lorie, even if it was a little too late. I don't know what happens if his army arrives an hour later, maybe he will lose one of his confidants.
“Halo, Alex.”
Billy's voice echoing from the speaker phone blew Alex's daydream.
“Billy, where are you?”
“Oh, are having fun with these bastards.”
“Lorie advised that they should not die, so I just had a little fun ... reply to what they have done to my sister.”
“Hum. Brackets them at headquarters. Block all access, arrange for no one to be suspicious as Drun Industry leader disappears. Take charge of their company, let his wife and child stay in the shelter house.”
“It's pretty hard, but that doesn't mean it can't. You take it easy, I'll take care of it.”
“I leave it to you.” Alex was silent for a moment before continuing, “Lorie is in the operating room, go see her if there is time. If the condition is stable, immediately bring it back to Brooklyn.”
“Good. Don't worry, the doctor will take good care of it. Once the conditions are better, I'll take her home.”
“OK. Take care of yourself.”
“Um.”
Alex disconnects the phone and is stuck in his chair. Now he feels a little regret for having asked Lorie to take care of cooperation with Drun Industry. He should have waited until Billy could have gone there, or at least sent a shadow army to accompany Lorie. He underestimated the opponent, as a result it became like this. If something happens to Lorie, either she can forgive herself or not.
Meanwhile, in one of the abandoned warehouses located on the border of the city center and other administrative regions, the, the roars and cries of pain that escaped from the mouth of Rafael and his men were muffled by the pile of used items in the basement.
Due to his daughter still in Billy's hands, Rafael obediently complies when dragged to the place. Wounds in*********** and both kneecaps are treated only modestly, preventing it from draining and dying easily. Billy did exactly as Lorie's message.
“I've let go of your friend and obey all your words, motherfucker. Now release my daughter,” infuriated Rafael while enduring intense pain.
Billy stepped forward and stomped on Rafael's kneecap that was just bandaged carelessly, leaving the man almost peed in his pants.
“I just promised not to kill your daughter, the problem of how I'm going to clean it up, you don't have to worry,” Billy said lightly.
“Keparat! Goddamnit! I'll kill you if you dare touch it!”
“Heh ...” Billy chuckled softly. He stomped on Rafael's knees getting louder and said, “See, what qualifications do you have to threaten me?”
“Ba-ji-ngan ...”
“You should have thought thousands of times before starting the war and injuring Lorie.”
Billy slapped a slap until Rafael's head jolted backwards. Fresh blood poured from his nose, but he tightened his jaw and held back the screams that would escape his mouth. Suddenly he felt a little regretful for not heeding Lorie's earlier remark.
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