Nodding in understanding, I made my way to the other injured persons scattered around the coffee shop. I was in the middle of compressing a young lady’s wound when the paramedics arrived, swiftly taking her away for further treatment. The police arrived shortly after, collecting statements from everyone present.
It wasn’t until the chaos began to calm down that I thought to take care of myself. I pulled my phone from my purse and scrolled to Xavier’s number. I hesitated, knowing how much he would panic if he heard what had happened. I needed someone who could handle the situation with a level head.
Scrolling back up, I stopped at Damien’s number and, after a brief moment of contemplation, dialed.
He picked up the call. “Clara? Can I call you back? I’m in an important business mee—”
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