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 him again, he’ll

his

stunned. It wasn’t until this moment that she really was

was handsome. With dark eyes and a strong jaw.

was longer on top and stylishly

feet, the man took a menacing

Grace said. “He isn’t

cut into her. He looked deadly and still

is not worth being

nor move, but she sensed

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

addressing her, the stranger,

wasn’t much Christopher could do that she hadn’t

head out

car and

Grace understood their confusion.

man—her savior—wore old clothes. He

was no billionaire. His jacket was threadbare, and his face

with

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

said, “Thank you… for saving me back

but beyond that, didn’t say

across to the other side of the road, he

and windy. And the temperature was due to drop even lower. If he were to

the man had saved her,

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

slowly raised his head and Grace

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

spoke of

you have nowhere to stay, you can

***

did not expect to bring a stranger back to her apartment. She wasn’t impulsive by nature, and she certainly hadn’t dated anyone or even considered hooking up with a man since her

saved her

at

of them 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 of them in prison for their crimes

life was

why did she bring

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