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.

toward Jason and then paused when just as suddenly,

the stranger’s arm. “If you punch

balled his fist

It wasn’t until this moment that

a strong jaw.

longer on

back and got to his feet, the man took a menacing

Grace said. “He

and still as if people’s lives meant nothing

a deep breath and said, “It is not worth being imprisoned

nor move, but she

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

was addressing her, the stranger,

much Christopher could do that she hadn’t

bastards stuck her head out of

climbed into the car and one asked, “Jason Reed,

Grace understood their confusion.

He looked…

was threadbare, and his face was

out with his

up the street. When the road was once again quiet, she

said, “Thank you… for

but beyond

the other side of the

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

had saved her, Grace started

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

raised his head and Grace

darkness she’d seen in her own eyes too

spoke of nothing to live for. No

have nowhere to stay, you can stay with

***

and she certainly hadn’t dated

saved her

shuddered at the

she was beaten up? As an attorney, she would’ve fought hard

life was

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