Chapter ９７

The officer took a few quick glances around the area. The tall, lanky youngster was sitting on the grass with his wrist held in his hand.

The little child who had fractured his elbow was sobbing as he lay on the ground, anxiously attempting to prevent his severely injured arm from moving so as not to cause himself any further agony. The little child who had fractured ribs had pulled himself up into a sitting posture, but it was evident that he was coughing up blood.

It was obvious that one or more of his shattered ribs had pierced one of his lungs. After passing out and falling on the ground, Porter was still unconcious with his hands over his balls.

Michael clarified that the individuals in question did not come to the location in question with the intention of assaulting him but rather one of the women who was present.

“So who is to blame for all of this?

“, the officer inquired.

“I did,” Michael said simply.