Chapter 28
With Javier’s help, Damian washed his face and dabbed petroleum jelly on his sore lip. Agreeing he’d have some nasty bruises in the morning but nothing worse, he carried an ice pack upstairs. Maria was in her room, and Rachel was busy sewing and watching television, unaware of the scene. Javier said he’d go tell her, and would play down the drama as best he could, since there’d be no way to hide the bruises from her.
In the bathroom, Damian swallowed a pair of ibuprofen tablets to counter the headache Max had given him, then shuffled to his room. As his mind cleared from its rush of adrenaline and bewilderment, he was left with his original conundrum, its edges sharper than ever. Sitting on his bed, ice pack held against the side of his face, he pulled his computer onto his la
