Getting Help

The way the guy was staring at me, it was as if he was trying to figure out something about me.

"I'm sorry I snapped, but please I will be very grateful if you can help call me the mechanic."

"Yeah sure I'm going to do that now." He brought out his phone from his breast pocket.

"Are you sure you are okay? My younger brother is a medical doctor, he is inside I could get him to check those."

He said pointing to the bruises on my arms.

"I just told you I'm fine, please you don't have to bother. You know what? Please give me the mechanic's number let me call him myself."

I needed to leave here as soon as possible, because I don't Oscar to pass by and see me here.

"Don't worry I will just call him for you now."

"Thank you."

The guy started dialing a number on his phone, and then I heard him talk to someone asking the person to come check my car.

"He is on his way." The guy said to me.

"Thank you so much."