Chapter 18: NASTY SCAR

DORIAN'S POV “You have something I need and I am here to collect,” this person said. I folded my arm into an angular fashion ready to drive my elbow into his gut. He will stumble backwards from the impact and that will give me enough time to escape this scruffy street. I have to come up with a better plan to save Justin, maybe a better disgust or something because I don't think there's anyway I'll be able to move around here easily with this Italian tuxedo that makes it look like I am begging to be robbed and killed. The plan formed clearly in my mind; hit him hard in his gut, somehow escape from his goons, Run into the lonely street on the address, somehow get a disguise for incase I see someone else that might recognize me. I'm not really sure of my plan for when I finally meet Duncan but… I don't care, I'm just going to save Justin. “Don't even think about it,” the person said when I tried to drive my elbow to his gut. Two of his goons held my arms away from my body, they tw