Chapter 12

All the memories of my last moments on stage yesterday come flooding in. He shot more than ten people in front of me and everyone else yesterday and acted like nothing happened. What kind of monster is he? He should have barred them from the club or some other kind of punishment, but killing them? "They are all dead." I ask Nora before she can walk out of the room.

"Who?" She implores in confusion.

"The men he shot yesterday." I say, sitting on my bed. And she joins me, sitting beside me.

"Who could have survived all those bullets? He did not want any of them to survive in the first place. Is that what you were dreaming about?" I nod my head in agreement. "Listen Gia. Get used to these kinds of things because they happen every now and then around here. I know you are still recovering, but you need to make an effort to be strong enough to handle anything." She pats my shoulder and stands to leave after I nod my head and thank her. But I remember that I d