Believe me.

Sir Riccardo.

The blinking lights from the hospital room woke Sir Riccardo up. “Where am I?” he said. “I’m here Francisco. You fainted. We had to rush you in here”.

“You haven’t eaten since morning. The stress you went through coupled up with the beatings from those guys made you weak” a cute nurse said calmly. “Thank you, Can I leave now?” Sir Riccardo asked.

“When I see Martinez, I will make sure he gets a dozen of my anger!” Sir Riccardo said to himself.

In a bid to apologize, the landlord, who was forced to carry Sir Riccardo to the hospital, stood back, paid the bills and offered to take him back home.

“The car is ready. I will make sure you pay back, one way or the other”, he threatened.

Sir Riccardo exited the place with his family. “Get out of my car!” The landlord commanded furiously.

“Who is that at the front of our door?” Elizabeth asked her mother. “She looks familiar” Sir Riccardo answered, still in pains all over his body.

The landlord dropped them off at the junction