Chapter 232 BLSC Eight- 3

Cassandra Lancio I tried to reach my knife but it's not working. Why did I put it into the inner parts of my thigh. Damn it! "Trying to get away?" Marco entered bringing a small white bag. He put it on the table and opened it. It was a medical thing. He took a pinset and pulled the bullet out. I looked at him disbelief "Speechless?" He asked and he poured alcohol on it and he hissed in pain. I felt guilty for shooting him but it's already happened. I can't say anything right? "So tell me who are you working for?" "How did you know my name?" I asked and he looked up to me "Cassandra Lancio? That's the easiest thing to find" He smirked and I looked away completely piss "So where did you put your knife? Want me to help you?" He asked as he put a bandage around his shoulder and arms himself. "Look, I never want to hurt you so why do you guys butt into my business?" I hissed coldly