Linus acted quickly. He fished out his handkerchief before wrapping it around his arm. Making sure it's tight enough to stop the blood from flowing from his wound. After that, he took out the earpiece before tapping it.
"Hey, it's okay. It's just a graze, alright? You'll be okay." he reassured the terrified brat before patting his cheek softly.
"What?" Marcus answered.
"Someone shot at us and Linus is wounded. Where should I take him?"
"Where is his wound? Is it life-threatening?"
"Unfortunately for you, it's just a graze and I don't think he'll die from this. Want me to wait 'till he bleeds out and come back to you?" he asked, his voice cold and in no mood to take his sh*** right now.
"Watch your words, Savage."
"Oh, am I hearing things? I think I sorta heard a little emotion
