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.

Please.” Grace touched the stranger’s arm. “If

said. He balled his fist as Christopher slid down the

until this moment that she really was able to see the man

eyes and a

longer on top

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

“He isn’t worth

deadly and

a deep breath and said, “It is not

didn’t nod nor move, but she sensed

friends and get back into

didn’t know if he was addressing her, the stranger, or

much Christopher could do

with these bastards stuck her head out of the car.

looked at her with shock as they climbed into the car and one asked, “Jason

Grace understood their confusion.

man—her savior—wore old clothes. He looked… as broken as

no billionaire. His jacket was threadbare,

out with his asshole

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

hesitantly said, “Thank you… for

beyond that, didn’t say

walked across to the other side of the road, he sat down with his

to drop even lower. If he were to

the man had saved her, Grace started walking over to

now? Where is your family? Do you have their phone

raised his head and

she’d seen in her own eyes

kind of darkness that spoke of nothing to live

have nowhere to stay, you can

***

a stranger back to her apartment. She wasn’t impulsive by nature, and she

her from rape,

shuddered at the

men, the three of them were soulless… and how could that woman watch on while she was beaten up? As an attorney, she would’ve fought hard to see all of them in prison for their crimes

was

why did she bring this man

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