"Tch, so those bastards actually slapped you, huh?" Juho muttered.
His fingers brushed against the soft skin of the blonde girl sitting unconscious in the back seat of his car, her head resting against the headrest.
He'd thought he might have seen it wrong earlier under the golden light of the lounge, but now, beneath the stark white light inside his car, he could tell for sure.
A furious punch slammed into the front seat, accompanied by a sharp, irritated shout. His knuckles flashed from white to red within seconds.
Maybe he should've landed a few more punches and kicks on those two guards before knocking them out completely.
He reached up to switch the light off, then turned back to Kaija, fastening the seat belt across her chest.
"Wait a minute," he murmured, his gaze dropping to the puncture on her thigh.
