They really were in this together.

If she actually ended up killed in that crash, at most it would be ruled an accident.

Maybe the guy behind the wheel would even get off easier, since technically, she'd darted into traffic where she shouldn't have been.

She'd die, and no one would ever know the truth.

As these thoughts spun in her head, the sound of two men hitting the ground and begging for mercy echoed from the alley.

It was over. Sylvia rushed toward the dark passage-she had to see who wanted her dead.

But just as she reached the mouth of the alley, Chris and Orson showed up with backup.

Rupert didn't even give Sylvia a chance to speak. He stared down at the men sprawled on the ground. "Take care of it."

Orson instantly motioned for his guys to gag the two men and drag them away.

Seeing this, Sylvia finally understood Rupert's intentions-even she couldn't miss it now.

"Why gag them? What, there's something I'm not allowed to know? They tried to kill me! Why am I the only one left in the dark?"

"You don't need to know." Rupert's voice was cool, almost distant, as he stood half-hidden in the shadows.

Sylvia froze for a second, but she already knew the answer.

"Kay? Was it her? Why are you covering for her? Who gave you the right to decide for me?"


spun around, ready to chase

steps before Rupert caught

This has nothing

arms with one hand, pressing

about to start your fellowship. Are you just going to throw away your dream? And... how

he finished, Rupert dropped something onto

was the scarf he'd just taken

Untouched, still perfectly fine.

hadn't used it at

hand, which was

were red and

suddenly speechless, her

was he


angry at him, even when she wanted

Sylvia stopped struggling.

of her, and his gaze softened, becoming calm and

home," he said

the scarf to her chest and walked out of the alley

her, followed by Orson's panicked shout.

By the time she really

finally let out a breath. "Good thing he was wearing the back brace Another

up at Rupert, unconscious on

was open, revealing a strong chest that seemed almost

his waist

into his skin where the brace had pressed too tightly, as if someone had tried to tear

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