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.

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

Grace touched the stranger’s arm.

his fist as Christopher

wasn’t until this moment that

dark eyes and a strong jaw.

hair was longer on top and stylishly

to his feet, the man took a

said. “He

man’s dark eyes cut into her. He looked deadly and still as if people’s lives

“It is not worth being

man didn’t nod nor move, but she sensed

pause to grab his friends and get back into his car. “You’ll

know if he was addressing her, the stranger, or

Christopher could do that she hadn’t already experienced

woman who’d been with these bastards stuck her head out of the car. “Holy

three men looked at her with shock as they climbed into the car

Grace understood their confusion.

savior—wore old clothes. He looked… as broken as she

billionaire. His jacket was threadbare, and his face

out with his

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

you… for saving me

grunted, but beyond that,

side of the road, he sat down with his back

was cold and windy. And the temperature was due to drop even lower. If he were to sleep on the road for the night, would he be

had saved her,

you have their phone number? I

head and Grace

own eyes too

darkness that spoke of nothing to live

have nowhere to stay, you can stay with me,” she

***

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

her

shuddered at

could that woman watch on while she was beaten up? As an attorney, she would’ve fought hard to see all of them in prison for their crimes or complacency in it. But

was

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