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

man said. He balled his fist as Christopher

wasn’t until this moment that she really was able to see

dark eyes and a strong

was longer on top and stylishly

and got to his feet, the man took a

“He isn’t worth

into her. He looked deadly and still as if

said, “It is not worth

nor move, but

friends and get back into his car. “You’ll pay for this!” he

addressing her, the stranger, or

could do

head out of the car. “Holy sh*t! Is that Jason

as they climbed into the car and one asked, “Jason Reed, the richest man

Grace understood their confusion.

clothes. He

billionaire. His jacket was threadbare, and his

peeled out with his asshole

the road was once again

“Thank you… for saving me

but beyond that, didn’t

other side of the road, he

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

considering that the man had saved her, Grace started walking over to

you have their phone number? I can help you call them and ask them to

his head

in her own eyes too many times when

darkness that spoke of nothing to

you can stay

***

back to her apartment. She wasn’t impulsive by nature, and she certainly hadn’t dated anyone or even

her

shuddered at

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

was never

why did she bring this man

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