Chapter 94
“Does it hurt?” Aria asked as she cleaned his wounds with cotton wool and methylated spirit.
Oliver nodded gently with his eyes locked on hers. “You should have just given him what he wants,” he said softly.
“Yeah, you are right, I don’t know what I was thinking,” she replied and sighed.
Oliver was laying on his bed and Aria was sitting on it, right beside him, helping to dress his wounds.
It turns out that the bullet from the gun had grazed his arm, it didn’t penetrate his body. Aria had suggested taking him to the hospital because he had passed out but Sammy insisted to take him home since it was a minor injury, it was not worth the whole country knowing that Mr. Oliver Gomez was shot.
If the news spread, then there would be no free airport tomorrow in Hawaii because a lot of important personalities would come flying over to see him, in addition to that was his grandfather.