Chapter 129

"...River Avenue."

Isadora could hear the sound of hurried, heavy footsteps on the other end of the line.

"Isadora, get in the car right now. Don't talk to him until I arrive. Wait for me. And... don't be afraid."

Her body ached, and the bald thug's threats still rang in her ears.

Isadora was only pretending to be brave.

But when Victor whispered, "Don't be afraid," her eyelashes trembled ever so slightly.

The next moment, while the bald man's attention was elsewhere, she seized her chance-flinging the car door open, slamming it shut again, and locking it in one swift motion.

The man hadn't expected her to pull a stunt like that, and his anger flared.

He pounded on the window with both fists, his voice muffled but furious.

"Bitch! You worthless whore-get out here! When I get my hands on you, I'll tear you apart!"

Isadora buried her head in her arms, a sharp ringing in her ears.

The man was pounding so hard that the whole van shook.

kept at it much longer, Victor might not

halt at the curb, engine roaring through the

The door swung open.

suit hugging his long legs. He strode forward with an air of authority that seemed to

sound, his hand frozen mid-strike as

black, glinting cold

man in two strides and, without a word, twisted his arm at

thug barely had time to register what was happening before his arm bent back

echoed through the

scream followed, raw and

my arm! He's trying to kill me! Somebody

bald man writhed on the

gently tapped on the

Isadora saw him, her eyes welled up with relief. The tension that had been coiled tight in her chest finally

pushed open the door, but as soon as she tried to get out,

warm hands caught her before she could fall, steadying her trembling,

with barely

on the ground, struggled

resentment. "Who the hell are you? You broke my arm, you bastard! I'll take you

him, cold and sharp as

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