Chapter 12 Follow Me!

"One! Two..." Just as Damian raised his foot to kick the door, it creaked open slightly. He immediately barged in, asking, "Are you… alright?" His temple twitched as he took in the scene before him, his brows furrowing slightly. "Would you believe me if I said he accidentally hit his head on the door?" Evelyn asked innocently as she stepped aside, biting her lower lip. She looked up at him with clear, innocent eyes. Damian raised an eyebrow as he surveyed the unconscious man on the floor with a bleeding forehead. Then, he glanced at the spotless door beside him and remained silent. Evelyn quietly tucked her weapon of choice, her crossbody bag, behind her back. Following Damian's gaze to the clean door, she had to admit it was not very convincing. After a moment's thought, she crouched down, held the door with one hand, and grabbed the unconscious man's hair with the other, smearing his bloody forehead against the door. She muttered, "There, that's more believable!" Before letti