Chapter 2

Terrence Klein shifted in the front seat of the car and considered his options.

His boss, Jason Reed, had approached the group near the sports car. The headlights showed the woman on the ground and the three men.

He better not go crazy…

Terrence had seen his boss Jason lose it before.

It was terrifying.

He glanced around, gauging if there were any traffic cameras on this deserted stretch of road or if there were any other bystanders who might witness Jason killing somebody.

He prayed it wouldn’t go that far.

But he knew Jason and what he was capable of.

This was going to be bloody, and brutal.

Tonight, the road had already been closed, so who would have expected that five people and a Ferrari would break in here?

They’d disturbed Jason, who wanted to be alone.

Every year on this day, Jason always closed this whole road and stayed on it alone, wearing old clothes.

No one dared to ask the reason as if it were taboo.

Terrence who had worked for Jason all these years didn’t know the reason either.

At this moment, as he watched his boss lift a heavyset man with ease and slam his head against the wall over and over, he did not know whether he should stop him.

He got out of the car.

Beating up some would-be rapists was one thing. Killing them… wouldn’t be so easy to overlook. Or clean up.

And the men on this road were driving a Ferrari not a Ford.

Which meant, like Jason, they had money.

He started toward Jason and then paused when just as suddenly, his boss stopped fighting the man.

stranger’s arm.

the man said. He balled his fist as Christopher slid

stunned. It wasn’t until this moment that

dark eyes and a strong jaw. Full

was longer on

to his feet, the man took a menacing

said. “He isn’t

man’s dark eyes cut into her. He looked deadly and still as if people’s lives meant nothing to

“It is not worth being imprisoned for a lowlife

move, but she

the pause to grab his friends and get back into his car. “You’ll

he was addressing her, the stranger,

could do that

her head out

the car and

Grace understood their confusion.

old clothes. He looked… as broken

billionaire. His jacket was

out with his

watched the car tear up the street. When the road was once again quiet,

“Thank you… for saving me

grunted, but beyond

across to the other side of the road,

cold and windy. And the temperature was due to drop even lower. If he were to sleep on

saved her, Grace started walking over

Where is your family? Do you have their phone number? I can help you call them and ask them to pick you

slowly raised his head and Grace saw…

same darkness she’d seen in her own eyes too many times when

of nothing to live for. No

to stay, you can stay

***

back to her apartment. She wasn’t impulsive by nature, and she certainly hadn’t dated anyone or even considered hooking up with a man since her experience

had saved her from

at

while she was beaten up? As an attorney, she would’ve fought

life was

she bring this man

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