Charlotte watched everything that she had just seen, in complete shock as the woman got into the backseat and Michael climbed back into the front seat. She grabbed her purse and pulled out a handkerchief and handed it to the young woman sitting in the back seat.

"Here, hold this to your lip, it will help stop the bleeding."

Charlotte turns to look at Michael and his hands. He looked like he had just won a prize fight, his hand looked pretty banged up.

"Perhaps we should pull over and take care of your hand."

Charlotte was concerned for him and she barely knew him.