Richard’s point of view
I took out my phone going out of the hospital after dropping Vivian and her mother to be attend to. Dialing the number of whom I know can help me I placed the phone close to my ear.
“Have got a job for you?” I said the moment his hello rang into my ear.
“And what would that be?” He asked back, excitement evident in his voice.
“I want you to help me save a girl from this gang, I myself will work on the address and send it to you the moment I get it.” I spoke to him in a straight man’s voice.
“And what gang is this?” He asked again from his end.
“The one that has a skull covered in blood tattoo drew on their shoulder as a symbol of their gang.” I told him, giving him the only description I know about this gang.
“The Skull Bloodahood you mean,” he sounded
