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.

arm. “If you punch him

what?” the man said. He balled his fist as Christopher slid down the

that she really was able to

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

hair was longer on top and stylishly

and got to his feet, the man took a

said. “He isn’t worth

He looked deadly and still as if people’s lives meant

deep breath and said, “It is not

man didn’t nod nor move,

advantage of the pause to grab his friends and get

he was addressing her, the stranger, or maybe

could do that she hadn’t already experienced in

with these bastards stuck her head out of

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

Grace understood their confusion.

savior—wore old clothes. He looked…

jacket was threadbare, and his face

peeled out with

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

“Thank you… for saving

grunted, but beyond that, didn’t

the other side of the road, he

lower. If he were to sleep on the road for the night, would he

man had saved her, Grace started walking over

night. Aren’t you going home now? Where is your family? Do you have their phone number? I can help you call them and ask them to pick

his head and Grace saw…

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

of darkness that spoke of nothing to live for. No

to stay, you can stay with

***

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

saved her from rape,

shuddered at

As an attorney, she would’ve fought hard to see all of them in prison for their crimes or complacency in it. But life had taught her that the innocent rarely

life was

did she bring this

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