Fifty-Five

I came out of the room and saw my two men lying on the floor, unconscious. I saw Raven standing over them, her fists clenched, her eyes teary, and she looked really frightened.

"What happened?" I asked.

"I don't know," she said.

"What are you doing here? What do you mean you don't know?" I pressed, stepping over the bodies, and walking towards her.

"A man had been trying harassing me, trying to get me to give him my number. I came up here to escape but he followed me. When they saw him they asked him to leave, and he attacked them."

She sniffled a bit, continuing, "He had tried to grab me before you came out." She started sobbing, "I was so scared sir."

"What did he look like?"

She ran her hand over her hair. "kinda tall, bald, and he reeked of beer."

That's half the men here, I thought. Her description wasn't very helpful, but whoever it was had taken out two of my best men alone.

I looked at the men and then back at Raven. I could tell that she was shaken, but she was als