52 just injured... a little (1/2)
”I don't want to get high.” not turning his head, he mildly increased his voice to make his words audible for them to hear. Indeed, the building that was burning was apparently a manufacturing of drugs thus, they retreated to the borderline separating the two island.
They reached the borderline faster than expected. The crowd was already gathered with indistinct conversations about the situation. There, not far from them lies the retrieve bodies of numerous people. Seeing the disturbing bloody dead bodies they are momentarily stunned.
”Where are they?!” the one to first realize the situation was Ace who immediately inquired about Seraphina and Riggs.
”Sir,” One of the men with a huge scar covering half of his face approached elder Hong with a slight bow then turned his attention to Ace.
”They are being treated right now.” pointing a tent not far from them with his hypertrophic scarred chin, he responded. Ace immediately dashed his way to the specified tent but before he could reach its entrance, he was welcomed by a bunch of people exiting the tent in a hurried manner. The last one to come out was Riggs, who had a small bandaged in the corner of his forehead.
Seeing the sight of Ace, Riggs halted in the tent's entrance then raised his hands chest level revealing his meticulously wrapped elastic bandage on his left wrist — blocking him.
”Woah woah,” he uttered in his usual offbeat tone.
”How was she?” giving a quick glance at his Riggs' wrist, he inquired.
”She's fine, just injured… a little.” not a change in his tune, he lied.
Ace briefly stared at him, before he let out a subtle sigh.
”You don't have to lie. Is she dead?” he uttered emotionlessly. Though Riggs was a top-notch bluff, spending these years with him —his instinct tells him otherwise. Though there's no need to deceive him and even if her situation is dire as to what he expected, it was still rather unusual for him to lie.
”What?! NO!” he hastily retorted.
”How's her condition?” Not noticing Alexander Han behind them, his enchanting voice reached their ears. Turning his attention to the unfamiliar dashing looking man behind Ace, Riggs slightly tilted his head, puzzled. Diverting Ace's attention he asked,
”Who is he?”
Looking behind the person behind him, he responded.
”That, I don't know.” he honestly answered. Though they've been together in a team for an hour or so, knowing the pretty man's identity was the least of his concerns.
”He is the sole owner of Isla de Paz —a neighboring island.” Elder Hong's responded instead, whilst taking slow strides towards them. Riggs felt more confused about the brief explanation.
Stopping beside Alexander Han, his elderly face stared both men in front of the tent's entrance.
”Excuse us,” asking them to step aside, Ace obediently made way while Riggs, on the other hand, remained adamant to block the entrance which made their brows furrowed in his skepticism.
”Mr —”
”She's being treated —you can't.” interrupting the old man's demand, he rejected it as if he has every right to turn down their request.