The loud squeal of tires was the only indication Raven could hear to let her know that the interlopers were gone. She leaped into action and rushed to the bleeding man on the floor, all the while sending prayers to anyone who was listening. Angelo lay completely still when she kneeled next to his large mass. She was completely at a loss, not knowing what to do. His eyes were closed, but they fluttered open when he heard her nearby. A crowning around escaped his lips, but she shushed him, not wanting him to expend want energy. She tore her hoodie off and pressed it to his wounds, hoping that the little she knew about putting pressure on them would actually help. He watched her with a resigned expression on his face and that snapped something in her.
“Somebody help!” she yelled at the top o
