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.

and then paused when just as suddenly, his boss stopped fighting

touched the stranger’s arm. “If you punch him again,

man said. He balled his fist as Christopher slid down the

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

dark eyes and a strong jaw. Full lips and

was longer on

and got to his feet, the

“He isn’t worth

looked deadly and still

said, “It is not worth being imprisoned for

nor move, but she

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

was addressing her,

could do that she hadn’t

who’d been with these bastards stuck her head out of the car. “Holy sh*t! Is

men looked at her with shock as they climbed into the car and one asked, “Jason Reed, the richest man in the city? No fucking

Grace understood their confusion.

He

no billionaire. His jacket was threadbare,

with his asshole

street. When the road was once

you… for

grunted, but beyond that,

he walked across to the other side of the road, he sat down with his back

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

the man had saved her, Grace started walking over

rough night. Aren’t you going home now? Where is your family? Do you have their phone number? I can help

raised his head

her own eyes too many times

of darkness that spoke of nothing to

nowhere to stay, you can

***

expect to bring a stranger back to her apartment. She wasn’t impulsive by nature, and she certainly hadn’t

her from rape, maybe

shuddered at

an attorney, she would’ve fought hard to see all of them in prison for their crimes or complacency in it. But life had taught her that the

life was

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