Chapter 77
Grace/John Evans.
He was breathing heavily. I patted his cheek but there was no response from him. I looked towards the old fart and found him passed out too. Great! I didn’t hit him that hard. Bloody fucker.
I need Damon to wake up. Biting my nails I looked around and saw a light coming out of a room. I walked towards that room and found out that this was the pathetic man’s room. I entered and saw that there was everything I needed. It was the most decent room in this hotel. The fucker has everything here for his comfort. I looked around and opened the fridge to find bottles of wine and vodka. I also saw the packets from which he had spiked our drinks. There was a packet of heavy dose and a light dose and I saw both of them unpacked.
He must have spiked our drinks with dou
