Chapter 7

"Where am I? And who are you people?" Liam asked, in a weak voice. Quizzically looking at the middle aged couple, who were looking at him with smiles plastered on their faces. He had no idea who the couple were, he was sure he had never seen the people in his whole life.

Shifting his gaze from them he looked at the nurse who was standing next to him, with eyes that demanded answers. "Wh- what's going on, where am i?" Liam asked again, looking around the big beautiful and luxurious room, he was not in a hospital bed. He was sure of that.

Closing his eyes, the memories of what happened to him came back, he remembered that he had gotten beaten up pretty badly by some gangsters, he thought he was going to die.

"My son." Mrs. Ireen Danvers walked over to the bed and sat beside her son, tears of joy, welling out of her eyes.

Mr. Alvin Danvers stood up from his chair as well, taking a seat on the side of the bed, just next to his son. A smile plastered on his face. At this moment he was the