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.

the stranger’s arm. “If you punch him again,

his fist as Christopher slid down

It wasn’t until this moment that she really was able

and a strong jaw. Full

was longer on

got to his feet, the man took a menacing step toward

Grace said. “He isn’t

deadly and still as if people’s lives meant nothing

“It is not worth being imprisoned for a

move, but she sensed

advantage of the pause to grab his friends and get

addressing her, the stranger, or maybe

wasn’t much Christopher could do

her head out of the

the car and one asked, “Jason Reed, the richest

Grace understood their confusion.

old clothes. He looked… as broken as she

no billionaire. His jacket was threadbare, and his face

with his

the road was once again quiet, she looked back at the

hesitantly said, “Thank you… for saving

grunted, but beyond

the other side of the road, he

windy. And the temperature was due to drop even lower. If he were to sleep on the road for the night, would he be alive tomorrow

saved her, Grace started walking

been a rough night. Aren’t you going home now? Where is your family? Do you

head and Grace

own eyes too many

kind of darkness that spoke of nothing to live

stay, you can stay with

***

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

her from rape,

at

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

was

she bring this

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