Chapter 17 He Wanted to Break Her

Chapter 17 He Wanted to Break Her

The color drained from Natalie’s face.

Jensen wanted to break her right hand?

All because of Sharon?

Because she refused to hand over the title of Sunny?

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She scrambled for her phone to call the police, but Clark had already anticipated it. He snatched it from her hands and hurled it out the window. Then, from the glove compartment, he pulled out a hammer and advanced toward her.

“Miss Natalie, please don’t blame me.”

“No! Stay away! What you’re doing is illegal!”

She pounded at the car windows in panic, but the vehicle was built for security–her bare hands were useless against the reinforced glass.

She yanked at the door handle. Locked.

Her only chance was the central control panel–but that was on the driver’s side.

She stared at Clark, heart sinking into bottomless despair.


Then she did something she never thought she’d do.

She begged.

“I’m begging you. Please… don’t hurt my hand. I’ll do anything. Whatever you want–just don’t take this from me.”

“I’m sorry, Miss Natalie,” Clark murmured, expression grim. “You shouldn’t have crossed Miss Sharon.”

He raised the hammer and swung down at her hand.

“No!”

jerked away just

flashing red

“I can’t promise you

“Help! Somebody help me!”

top of her lungs, even though she knew they

If

slammed it into her neck, cutting her off


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her hand was still clinging to the door

shakily His

never done something like this before. And though they were isolated, he couldn’t

to

glancing around to ensure they were alone, he gritted his teeth, grabbed

The sound was sickening.

“Ahhh!”

searing pain ripped Natalie


Clark didn’t stop.

the hammer down again. And

splattered, bones cracked, her delicate hand twisted and split, shattered beyond

body convulsed, soaked in sweat, her screams fading into strangled gasps–until the pain overtook

when the damage was complete did Clark lower the

her getting help too soon. If the injury was treated quickly, she might

limp body out of the car and dumped her in the dirt on the side

on the wheel, eyes glassy with

him kindly. She’d even helped him financially over the

the ICU.

crossed Sharon now, Jensen

He had no choice.

“I’m sorry… Miss Natalie…”


vision as he drove back toward

a broken doll, her blood soaking

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