Leonard flinched instinctively, and the blade sliced past his face by a hair's breadth.

A sudden chill grazed his cheek, followed quickly by a searing pain.

Before he could even react, the knife flashed again.

This time, Leonard was ready-he barely dodged aside.

But the cramped car offered little room to maneuver. No matter how quick he was, there was only so much he could do in such tight quarters.

And the woman in front of him-she looked like she was ready to fight to the death.

Stella's attacks were wild, but every strike had the intent to kill, aimed straight for vital points.

All Leonard could do was dodge as best he could, scrambling for safety.

He suddenly noticed that Stella gripped the knife with the very hand she'd smashed herself.

In that instant, realization dawned, and rage flared in his voice. "You cunning witch!"

Stella's lips curled into a cold smile. "If anything, I should thank Mr. Lerman for handing me this chance himself."

She'd spent years at Mr. Burton's side. She hadn't just picked up a few cooking tricks.

thing or two about

was usually Stella who gave him a massage

forcing her to smash her own fingers. She'd done it,

own hand

at least she'd left

figured even if

she'd have to

down. The moment he did, she quietly slipped the knife from the hand he'd

too much, and Leonard was

that should have slashed his throat missed by inches

in Stella's

of scars all over his body,

hadn't been for

Kor-sharp instincts, that knife

have just cut his

have opened his

driver, catching sight of the chaos in

inertia throwing both Leonard and Stella toward

in that moment, the balance shifted

position, she couldn't go for his weapon right

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