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 you

his fist as Christopher slid down

moment that she really was able to see the man

was handsome. With dark eyes and a strong jaw. Full

was longer on top and stylishly

feet, the

“He

man’s dark eyes cut into her. He looked deadly and still as if people’s lives

breath and said, “It is not worth being imprisoned

nor move,

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

addressing her, the stranger,

Christopher could do

with these bastards stuck her head out

the car

Grace understood their confusion.

He

was no billionaire. His jacket was threadbare, and his

out with his

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

you… for saving

but beyond

he walked across to the other side of the road, he

the temperature was due to drop even lower. If he were to sleep on the

man had saved her, Grace started walking

been a rough night. Aren’t you going home now? Where is your family? Do you have their phone number? I can help

raised his head

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

that spoke of nothing to

you have nowhere to stay, you

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

man had saved her

shuddered at the

woman watch on while she was beaten up? As an attorney, she would’ve fought hard to see all of

life was never

why did she

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