Lorenzo's POV

　　"What exactly do you want from me?"

　　Exactly the words I was looking for. Walking closer to her crying frame she backs away shielding her little brother from me.

　　"Please... what do you want from me?" She questions once more.

　　"What I want is very simple Genevieve."

　　"What is it?" Her voice quivers a bit looking at me with alert fearful eyes.

　　"As you already know I have a gunshot wound that isn't properly ...