Chapter Eighty-three

Chapter 83

Derrick’s point of view

I was beaten up mercilessly, I fought to the power I could until I was struck down by a plank.

“That's enough, take him outside, if he has to die, it should be outside my house, he shouldn't die in here.” I could hear Austin say.

My eyes were closed, and the only movement in my body was my breath, I couldn't stand my feet, both my feet and hands were feeble.

“Just dump him anywhere.” They lifted me and took me out of this room.

They took me to a place, dumped me there, and drove away.

I couldn't even move my legs, I managed to bring out my phone and luckily I saw Stacy’s call. I picked it up.

“Stacy.” my voice was so down and broken.

“Derrick, what's wrong? Where are you?” She noticed how I struggled to talk.

I managed to tell her where I was and suddenly blacked out.

I woke up and found myself in the hospital with a broken leg.

“You're awake.” Stacy stood up and walked to me.

“What about the others?” I asked her as she got close to me.

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