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.

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

his

until this moment that she really was able to see

and a strong jaw. Full

was longer on

Christopher shuffled back and got to his feet, the man took a

said. “He isn’t

her. He looked deadly and still as if people’s lives meant nothing to him

said, “It is not worth

nod nor move, but

grab his friends and get back

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

there wasn’t much Christopher could do that

woman who’d been with these bastards stuck her head out of

shock as they climbed into the car

Grace understood their confusion.

savior—wore old clothes. He looked… as

was threadbare, and his face was

out with

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

“Thank you… for saving me

grunted, but beyond that, didn’t say

side of the road, he sat down

was due to drop even lower. If he

the man had saved her, Grace started walking over

home now? Where is your family? Do you have their phone number? I can help you call them and

raised his head and

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

of darkness that spoke of nothing to live for.

to stay, you can stay

***

apartment. She wasn’t impulsive by nature, and she certainly hadn’t dated anyone

saved her from rape,

shuddered at

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

life was

she

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