Chapter 12

I had been bleeding profusely after the fight with Shtalenkov, but I was nonetheless worse for the wear as the two of us had managed to get a ride to the nearest hotel from a passing truck. Andrea had checked in for me, as I had been trying my best not to make a scene to the concierge in front.

We had checked into the Executive Inn, a rather expensive hotel. We hadn't much money, only forty dollars in total. We were lucky to find another twenty, though, in my bag of clothes. The room alone had cost fifty-five dollars for a single bed, but I supposed that it was better then nothing right now. I needed a bit of medial attention.

"Here, let me help you." Andrea offered her shoulder, helping me stumble into an elevator. I grimaced as my neck arched to the right. I had received a few minor burns and plenty of open gashes. "I've got a medical kit in my bag. I can help you once we get into the ro