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

the stranger’s arm.

his fist as Christopher slid down the

wasn’t until this moment that she

was handsome. With dark eyes and a strong jaw. Full lips

on top

feet, the man

Grace said. “He isn’t worth

looked deadly and still

breath and said, “It is not worth being imprisoned for

nor move, but

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

if he was addressing her, the stranger, or

could do that she hadn’t

with these bastards stuck her head out of the car. “Holy sh*t! Is

into the car and one asked, “Jason Reed, the richest man in the city?

Grace understood their confusion.

clothes. He looked… as broken as

His jacket was threadbare,

out with his

the car tear up the street. When the road

you… for saving

but beyond

the other side of the road, he sat down

If he were to sleep on the road

the man had saved her, Grace started walking over to

you have their phone number? I can help you call

slowly raised his head

she’d seen in her own eyes too many times when she’d

that spoke of nothing

you can stay with

***

wasn’t impulsive by nature, and she certainly hadn’t dated anyone or even

her from rape, maybe

at the

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 innocent

life was

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