As soon as his angel lost consciousness, Mark jerked his arms out of the policemen's grasp and rushed to her side. She had crumpled into a still ball, unmoving and labored breathing. Blood was beginning to pool under her, soaking her sweater.

     If his hands were free, he would of scooped her up, cradling her like a child and giving her the best medical treatment money can buy. But all he could do was kneel protectively over her, whispering her name over and over, hoping to get a reaction from her.

     He could feel the hands of the policemen pulling him up and away from her. He didn't want to leave her, but would be charged with resisting arrest if he did stay. His back was quickly turned away from her, but her image still remained vivid in his mind. His eyes were on the floor as he was guided out of the building, but jerked up at the sound of a voice.
 
    "He's jealous that I have a steamy beauty for a girlfriend and he doesn't." It was Val's voice, coming from the other side of a door. To buy some time, he told the cops that the handcuffs were too tight. As the cops adjusted the cuffs, Mark listened intently to the conversation behind the door.
 
    "Women are only good for one thing." Mark recognized Paul's voice. "And that's something that my Undertaker doesn't need right now. Right now he needs to concentrate on winning some belts!"
 
    "I don't care what you do to get Mark away from us, but do it fast! I have until the next show to come up with a plan to get Alicia publically humiliated on TV again and I don't need Mark breathing down my neck!"
 
    "Don't worry." Paul replied. "The little whore was just fired, so my Undertaker won't be bothered by her anymore and then she'll be all yours."
 
    That was all Mark got to hear before he was pushed down the hallway. His blood was boiling with hatred and rage. He swore revenge on both Venis and Paul. As soon as his arrest was cleared, he would take care of the men that were trying to put distance between him and his Alicia, but he had more important things to do first. The question rolled over and over in his head.
 
    Would his angel be able to forgive him?

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