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

stranger’s arm. “If you

balled his fist

moment that she really was able to see the

and a strong jaw. Full lips

on top

shuffled back and got to his feet, the man took

Grace said. “He

and still as if people’s lives meant

is not worth being imprisoned for

man didn’t nod nor move, but she

of the pause to grab his friends and get

know if he was addressing her, the stranger, or

could do

stuck her head out of the car. “Holy sh*t! Is that

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

Grace understood their confusion.

clothes. He

His jacket was

peeled out with his

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

hesitantly said, “Thank you… for saving me back

beyond that,

the road, he

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

man had saved her, Grace started walking over

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

head

the same darkness she’d seen in her own eyes too many

of

you have nowhere to stay, you

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

had saved her from

shuddered at the

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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