Eliana stood there, frozen in shock. By the time she shook it off, a crowd had swarmed around, hoisting Mr. Wilkinson back onto his feet.

His head was still bleeding, a slow seep that turned the scene into a chaotic mess. People scrambled, trying to help.

Eliana was dazed, her mind a whirl. She hadn't expected this man to step in front of danger for her.

Why would he? Risking his life for a stranger?

"Mr. Wilkinson, are you alright?" someone shouted.

"Who's in ...