Morrison

Morrison

“Is he going to make it?” I asked.

“Yes, he will be fine. He just needs to rest.” Mom answers.

It has been two days since Uncle Andrew was injured in the attempt to kidnap Aliya. We had located two humans that were more than willing to help us once we flashed a large amount of money in their faces. I knew that Uncle Andrew was going to stop them somewhere along the way and kidnap Aliya. I was surprised to hear that there was another girl with her. I look over when I hear a groan. Uncle Andrew and his friend Liam were the only two that escaped. Everyone else was killed in the fight.

“Fuck.” Uncle Andrew states.

“Don’t move too fast. Mom and her friend Nalmyra told me that your wounds are healing well but that you are going to be stiff and sore for a while.” I tell him.

I help him sit up in his bed. He still has a bruise around his right eye and I can see several more littering his upper body. I link our head cook and ask her to bring up some food for Uncle A