A Healer’s Journey

Chapter 6 Alisha Wahlstrom

eight thugs had collapsed to the ground and were convulsing violently while frothing at their mouths. What the… What just happened? What the f*ck did he just do to them? Python shuddered in fear as he shouted, “Get him! All of you, attack at the same time!” While the thugs were still frozen in shock, Finnegan spun around in circles and continued tossing out the silver needles with pinpoint accuracy. Soon, dozens of thugs were convulsing on the ground and frothing at the mouth like rabid dogs. Python swallowed a mouthful of blood and saliva as his face turned pale. He was trembling uncontrollably in fear. When Finnegan shifted his gaze to him, Python quickly got on his knees and begged for mercy, saying, “P-Please spare my life, Sir! I won’t cause you any more trouble! Besides, I work for Leo, so you can’t afford to hurt me anyway!” He was in so much fear that he would say anything to save his life. Finnegan simply stood there in silence with his arms behind his back. Fearing that he would end up like the rest of his men, Python continued to kneel and didn’t dare make any sudden moves. A few minutes later, a bright red Ferrari and a Hummer came speeding toward them. “That’s Leo’s car!” Python exclaimed in joy when he saw the Hummer in the back. Thinking he no longer had a reason to fear Finnegan, he stood up and said gleefully, “As I said, I work for Leo, and Leo is Mr. Calandrino’s right-hand man! You’re done for this time!” Finnegan simply let out a nonchalant chuckle without saying a word. The two cars pulled up beside them one after the other, and a gorgeous woman in a red dress stepped out of the car. “Whoa! I’ve never seen a woman that hot before! Did Leo find himself a new girlfriend?” Python said while ogling the woman. A man with tanned skin and an icy-cold expression got out of the Hummer shortly after. The look on his face changed the moment he heard Python’s remark. He ran forward and sent Python flying with a swift kick to the chest. “Do you have a death wish or something? You’re talking about Ms. Wahlstrom!” Python’s face was filled with fear as he coughed up a mouthful of blood. “Ms. Wahlstrom? Y-You mean…”