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,

Please.” Grace touched the stranger’s arm. “If

his fist as

moment that she really was able to see the man

a strong jaw.

on top and stylishly

and got to his feet,

Grace said. “He

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

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

man didn’t nod nor move, but she

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

didn’t know if he was addressing her, the stranger, or maybe

there wasn’t much Christopher could do that she

bastards stuck her head out of the

as they climbed into the car and one asked, “Jason Reed, the richest man

Grace understood their confusion.

He looked… as broken as

no billionaire. His jacket was threadbare, and his face

with his asshole

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

said, “Thank you… for

beyond that, didn’t say

of the road,

due to drop even lower. If he were to sleep on the road for the night,

had saved her, Grace started walking

Aren’t you going home now? Where is your family? Do you have

slowly raised his head and Grace saw…

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

that spoke of nothing

you can

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back to her apartment. She wasn’t impulsive by nature, and she certainly hadn’t dated anyone or even considered hooking up with a man

saved her from rape, maybe

shuddered at the

an attorney, she would’ve fought hard to see all of

was never

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