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didn’t dare touch it. Jackie only kept the bare essentials.
     
     
    I wanted to go to my apartment to pick up my belongings but I knew it would be stupid. Chances were that there was an ongoing investigation. Worse, some of the men after me could be doing a stake out.
     
     
    Besides, I didn’t know I could even stand walking into the place my father hand been slain. I imagined dried blood staining the carpet. There would be a body outline on the floor.
     
     
    Without warning, the front door open and Jackie staggered in. He clutched his side and gritted his teeth. I immediately knew something was wrong.
     
     
    “Jackie?” I asked as he closed the door in a hurry. “What’s wrong? Are you hurt?”
     
     
    He almost did a double take on me. Jackie must have forgotten that he had taken me in. I rushed to his side. “Just give me a hand.”
     
     
    I let him use my shoulder as a crutch. Then, I guided him to the couch. Jackie began to take his jacket off. He pulled out a pair of handguns from their holsters. Then, he took out a knife from a sheath attached to his leg. However, there something staining his shirt.
     
     
    My eyes widened at the sight of blood. “Jackie… you’re bleeding. Put pressure on the wound!”
     
     
    “It’s nothing serious but it hurts like hell,” he laughed, putting his hand on the wound. At least one of us could have a sense of humor about this. “I let my guard down and paid the price.”
     
     
    “What happened?”
     
     
    He shrugged. “The bullet ricocheted and the fragment hit my side. A million dollar wound if you ask me.”
     
     
    “We have to get you to a hospital-”
     
     
    “No hospital!”
     
     
    I wanted to ask where he got shot but I held my tongue. “Where do you keep a first aid kit?”
     
     
    “What are you? Some nurse?”
     
     
    “Pre-med,” I answered. “Come on, tell me before you bleed out.”
     
     
    “Under… under the couch.”
     
     
    I found a large military grade trauma kit under the couch. It was rather fancy but it had everything I would need. I took some bandages and antiseptic medication. “Take off your shirt.”
     
     
    He peeled off the increasingly bloody shirt off his body. “Do you think you can patch me up?”
     
     
    Normally, I would have ogled his bare chest but there was a wound to deal with. “It looks like the bullet had fragmented before it lodged itself against one of your ribs. It’s half in and half out. Huh, I didn’t think that could happen.”
     
     
    “Great…”
     
     
    I rummaged through the trauma kit. “Would you like me to pull out the fragment with some tweezers and patch up the wound?”
     
     
    Jackie nodded. “Do it.”
     
     
    I had only read about this in my medical textbook. I began by plucking out the bullet fragment from his side. Luckily, it was split itself into two large pieces rather than a dozen small ones. Jackie grimaced as I pulled them out. “That’s the worst part, Jackie.”
     
     
    Then, I applied some antiseptic to the wound before sterilizing it with a heated patch. I washed off as much blood as I could before patching him up. Whether it was dumb luck or an innate talent, I managed to clean and seal the wound.
     
     
    I could tell Jackie was no stranger to violence. I saw multiple scars on his body. Some were faint but others were more recent.
     
     
    Satisfied with my treatment, Jackie lied down on the couch. “I guess I owe you one.”
     
     
    I shrugged. “It’s more like we’re even.”
     
     
    He chuckled but stopped when it aggravated his wound. “Then we’re even.”
     
     
    I paused for a moment before asking. “Jackie, what happened?”
     
     
    “It seems like you’re a lot more interesting than you give yourself credit for.”
     
     
    “I don’t understand.”
     
     
    “Someone has put a hit out on you,” he said to my horror. “One of my regular contacts even pulled a gun on me in exchange for information on