The next day, Yohan stirred from a deep slumber as the sun crept high into the sky. His body protested with each movement - muscles aching and joints stiff from yesterday's harrowing ordeal. Even with Kian and the kidnappers carrying him most of the way, every muscle screamed in protest as he gingerly sat up.
His neck throbbed painfully where that gangster leader had nearly strangled him to death. Yohan gingerly touched it with a wince before glancing at his phone on the nightstand.
The screen illuminated to reveal no new messages - not that he'd expected any given Kian's current circumstances. Kara was in critical condition after all, undoubtedly keeping her brother preoccupied at her bedside. And with Kane wounded too, poor Kian now bore sole responsibility for looking after his younger siblings single-handedly.