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.

when just as suddenly,

stranger’s arm. “If you punch him again, he’ll

man said. He balled his fist as

wasn’t until this moment that she really was able to see the

dark eyes and a strong jaw. Full lips and

was longer on top and

back and got to his feet,

Grace said. “He isn’t worth

deadly and still

breath and said, “It is not worth

nor move, but she sensed

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

he was addressing her, the stranger, or maybe

Christopher could do that she

her head out of the

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

Grace understood their confusion.

old clothes. He looked… as broken

billionaire. His jacket was threadbare, and his face

with

When the road was once again quiet, she looked

hesitantly said, “Thank you… for saving

beyond that,

he walked across to the other side of the

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

the man had saved her, Grace started walking over

is your family? Do you have their phone number?

slowly raised his head and Grace saw…

same darkness she’d seen in her own

of nothing

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

***

apartment. She wasn’t impulsive by nature, and she certainly hadn’t dated anyone or even considered hooking up

saved her

shuddered at the

up? As an attorney, she would’ve fought hard to see all of them in prison for their crimes or

was

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