You Help Me to Take It

Douglas also did not expect to meet Nomsa here. 

He was tracking a man to this place, but he was attacked instead.

The dwellings were densely packed,  and the terrain was complex,  and he quickly got disorientated. He tried to take one of his attackers hostage and then use that man to get away, but somehow he encountered Nomsa by accident or was it fate.

He didn't know why, when he saw the tiny, dumb face of Nomsa,  he felt an inexplicable sense of trust. 

He put his gun away and fixed on her with his gloomy eyes. His voice was low and cold, "What are you doing here?"

"I live here." Nomsa was frightened  by the gun in his hand and told the truth without question. 

There was a flash of surprise in Douglas' eyes, how could one of the Jarrett live in a terrible place like this?

But he soon collected himself and, he coolly ordered,  "Take me to where you live."

"No way." It would be  better to kill her rather than leading a strange  man to her place. 

"Oh." Douglas expected her to react like that,  he sneered,  and his voice was deep as a ghost,  "Do you want me to tell my cousin that you seduced me?"

What?Did he just threaten me again?

Nomsa clenched her hands, her tiny face was flushed with anger, but there's nothing she could do with this shameless man.

Eventually, turned and walked down the way she came, "Follow me."

This entire conversation had only lasted for one minute. 

As soon as they left , two men in black showed up in the spot where they just were.

Douglas heard their footsteps,  pulled Nomsa into another alley, and found a random room to stay in.

They both waited in the room until  the two men left, and then he pulled Nomsa out.

Nomsa  was very nervous and worried,  she didn't know what kind of people "Douglas" had been provoking,  but she knew it wasn't  the time to ask more.

...

They hurried back to Nomsa's small single  apartment.

Nomsa stood at the door and looked around like she was breaking into her own house before retreating into the room.

She closed the door  and turned around to ask, "What the hell are you..."

Before the next few words of her could be spoken , she saw his tall body fall down suddenly. 

"What's wrong with you? " Nomsa's complexion changed, she hurriedly walked over to help him.

However, Douglas was too tall, his body was muscular and tight.  Her small petite arms and legs not only could not lift him up but also got covered in blood.

Only then she saw the face of "Douglas" was as pale as a sheet. His black suit had hidden the fact that his whole body was covered by the blood."

Looking  at her flustered face, Douglas suddenly reached out and grabbed her hand, and his thin lips slightly, "Why you are so afraid?  Relax, if I die, they will  just bury you with me."

His tone was so indifferent that  it was hard to tell whether he was jocking or not.

Nomsa also did not care to listen to him, she was thinking about the gunshot she had heard before , and said with a straight face , "Get your hands off me, I'll  get my cell phone and call you an ambulance!"

His face suddenly went dark , his voice suddenly became cold, " No ambulance. "

Nomsa felt that he spoke with such conviction  that it was hard to argue with him.

She made a tentative voice, " Then , I need to bandage your wound? "

Douglas ignored her directly and commanded in a deep voice, "Blade ,lighter,candle, bandage, towel."

Nomsa realized that he wanted to fetch the bullet by himself.

She shook her head in fright, "No,you can't take the bullet  yourself, it will kill you ."

"Who said anything about taking it myself ?" Douglas looked at her, his deep eyes were as thick as the dark night,  like a black vortex , with one glance, he could suck people in.

Just when Nomsa was almost sucked in by those eyes, she heard him faintly said, " You need to do it." "What ?"hearing those words, Nomsa almost panicked but softly said,  "I can't!" Although she was disgusted  with this man, she was afraid to let him die in her apartment.