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 again, he’ll

said. He balled his fist as

that she really was able to see the

eyes and a strong

longer on

feet, the man took

said. “He isn’t worth

cut into her. He looked deadly and still as if people’s lives meant nothing

deep breath and said, “It is not worth

didn’t nod nor move, but she

and get back into his car. “You’ll pay for

was addressing her, the

Christopher could do that she hadn’t already experienced in

who’d been with these bastards stuck her head out

climbed into the car and one asked, “Jason Reed, the richest man in the city?

Grace understood their confusion.

He looked… as broken as

jacket was threadbare, and his face was

with his

When the road was once again quiet, she

“Thank you…

beyond

of the road, he sat down with his

lower. If he were to sleep on

that the man had saved her, Grace

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

raised his head and Grace saw…

own eyes too

that spoke of nothing to live for.

stay, you can stay

***

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

her

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

life was

did she bring this

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