A Tale Of Revenge

Chapter 4

Hunter Rossi's Point Of View.

As I sat in the uncomfortable plastic chair of the hospital waiting room, the sterile scent of disinfectant invaded my frustrated senses. Finally, my name was called, and I followed the nurse down the narrow hallway to the examination room. The doctor, who was a middle aged man with a pair of tired eyes with the glasses, greeted me with a nod and gestured for me to take a seat on the examination table.

"So, what seems to be the problem?" He asked while his tone was friendly but professional.

I winced as I touched the gash across my cheek, the result of a violent encounter with a group of thugs at the bar last night. "I slipped into my bathroom." I lied as I tried to downplay the severity of the situation.

The doctor raised an eyebrow but did not press further. Instead, he pulled on a pair of latex gloves and began to clean the wound with antiseptic solution. I gritted my teeth against the sting and tried to focus on anything but the pain.

Once the wound was clean, the doctor carefully examined it while his brow could be seen furrowing in concentration. "Well, looks like you are going to need a few stitches," He remarked while already reaching for a suture kit.

As he worked, we engaged in idle small talk, discussing everything from the weather to the latest sports scores. It was a welcome distraction from the uncomfortable situation, and I found myself relaxing despite the throbbing pain in my cheek.

Finally, after what felt like an eternity, the doctor finished stitching up the wound and applied a bandage to protect it. He handed me a prescription for pain medication and gave me a stern warning to take it easy for the next few days.

"Doctor, pain does not bother me anymore," I said with a cold voice. "We are practically old friends by now."

The doctor chuckled and shook his head as he spoke, "You are one tough cookie, Hunter." I thanked him and made my way out of the hospital.

As I stepped out of the hospital, I was greeted by the sight of my boss waiting for me by the gate. The familiar figure was leaning against the vehicle while his arms were crossed over his chest.

"Hey, Hunter," He called out as I approached. "You all patched up?"

I nodded, a faint grimace crossing my face. "Yeah, just a scratch. Nothing I can not handle."

He gave me a knowing look while he chuckle out, "You sure have a knack for finding trouble, don't you?"

I smirked as I spoke, "Seems like it's always finding me instead."

"Well, hop in. We have got work to do." He said with a serious tone. With a nod, I settled into the seat as he started the engine. The familiar rumble of the motor hummed through the vehicle as we pulled out onto the highway. His grip on the steering wheel was firm while his eyes were focused on the road ahead with a determined intensity.

The headlights cut through the darkness as we sped down the highway and the lines on the road could be seen blurring past us in a rhythmic pattern.

"You saved the place, again. Well done." He praised with a hint of admiration, while a slight smile was playing on his lips.

"Thank you but i don't think that you would come for me in the hospital just to say, well done or bravo. What is it? Speak Clearly." I responded while my tone was slightly wary while raising an eyebrow in question.

"There's a lady who is coming from the germany. She is the daughter of very influential and respected family from our own country. She is a lawyer." He explained while his voice was serious, indicating the importance of the matter in hand.

"..and for what?" I inquired while a sense of curiosity could be seen creeping into my voice as I leaned forward slightly.

"She will be here for the charity relating to the school of orphan kids. She is the one who renewed it." He clarified while his expression softened slightly as he mentioned the charitable cause.

"Ah, good for her. What do you want from me?" I nodded as I understood the situation, but still waiting for the specific task at hand.

"They want a reliable person from us to guard her. Guisippe was supposed to do this, but he urgently had to go in a unavoidable family emergency and now i dont have a better option than you." He admitted while his tone was a mix of apology and urgency, and looking at me expectantly.

"Eh. Okay. I will manage it." I agreed with a shrug while a sense of resignation could be heard in my voice as I accepted the responsibility.

"She will come tomorrow in the morning and she will leave day after tomorrow in the morning." He provided the details while his voice was firm and decisive.

"Okay, done." I nodded while mentally preparing myself for the task ahead.

"Do a good job for not only me, man but also for the sake of your safety. She is a lil sophiticated person. Hence, you need to take care of your clothes and words as well." He emphasized while his tone was serious and knowing the importance of making a good impression.

"Eh, what's with this rule and everything?" I questioned while a hint of annoyance was creeping into my voice as I straightened up in my seat.

"You can not mess up, man otherwise they will line all of us up according to our heights and will shoot right in the middle of both of our eyes." He warned half jokingly while a smirk could be seen playing on his lips as he delivered the dark humor but after a brief seconds, he nodded towards me hinting at the seriousness.

"What is her name?" I inquired as a sudden curiosity piqued by the mention of the following.

"Camilla. Camilla Martini." He revealed while his tone was dead serious and I took a deep breath as I close my eyes.