Rebirth Into My Second Chance

In a desperate bid to save Max, I found myself crouched in the shadows, my heart pounding against my ribcage.

Suddenly, the door of the old wooden shack flew open with a loud bang. Scar Man and his cronies, always on edge, sprang to their feet, knives at the ready.

To my utter disbelief, Claude led the charge, flanked by her childhood pals, each armed with what looked like machetes, a fearsome sight.

Was Claude willing to break the law for Kate? In no time, Claude's gang had Scar Man and his thugs pinned down.

"Who the hell gave you the guts to tail Kate?" one of them roared as Scar Man spat out blood from a vicious punch, defiantly retorting, "I don't know any damn Kate you're talking about!"

But Claude's crew wasn't having any of it, relentlessly kicking Scar Man and his men.

I had imagined someone standing up to Scar Man for me. But they were getting a beating there because Claude was out to protect Kate.

"Don't let us catch you stalking Kate again. Consider this a warning!" they shouted.

Throughout the ordeal, Claude remained silent, smoking a cigarette. After he delivered the warning, he crushed the cigarette beneath his boot, signaling it was time to leave.

with his aversion to filth, stepping into this shack was already pushing it. He wouldn't spare anything

revenge. Yet, he didn't. Instead, I saw him laughing at his phone, blood dripping from his mouth.

made it clear. Someone paid him to take the beating. Did he know Claude would come for him? The more I

never shook. As for me,

my sorrow, I overheard Scar Man. "Got any news on Max? He's hitting Velvet Moon Pub tonight and

gentleman, Max indulged in such vulgar

might offer me help, his taste for girls and eagerness to curry favor with

spotted Claude's car outside the pub. He was

Man and his

sudden police raid led by Detective

plan to lure them

Max's appointment with the hot chicks

Max said as

the floor.