(Kane POV)
We all ran towards the person who was present outside the window. Once we reached there, I saw his face, and it looked familiar.
"Pick him up. We have to take him inside. Since the knife was not made up of silver, it would heal quickly. The wound is not so deep either," Brian said after inspecting his wound carefully. Troy and Zach picked him up and we all entered in the basement. I handed the first aid box to Brian, and he quickly pulled out the knife before cleansing his wound.
"Why are we taking care of him? We can just ask him all the questions and then throw him on the road, just where he belongs!" Zach said, but I shook my head in no.
"Zach! This is not how it works. Just because we have the power to take someone's life, doesn't give us the right to take lives. We have
