Shemika

I swallowed some of the blood while some dropped on the floor as I walked away.

Somehow, I just felt like I was doomed already. 

Dom's grip around my wrist was tight, but I couldn't complain.

What the fuck? He thinks I'll run away or something?

We approached Bishop's office and Dom placed soft knocks on the door. Without waiting for a response, he slowly pushed the door open, and we both stepped in.

Bishop was standing at the very end of his office, his ...