Regret Came Too Late

As soon as Hendricks hung up the phone, he lunged toward Grace again.

"You heard her yourself, Grace. Your own mother doesn't give a damn if you live or die. So why would I? I swear, if you kill yourself, I'll film everything I do to your corpse and make sure the whole damn internet sees it. You won't even be able to rest in peace."

Grace's hand trembled. She tried to back away, but there was nowhere left to go. The window had iron bars. She couldn't make an escape.

Now that Hendricks had the green light from Carmen, he felt completely untouchable. Even if this ended in murder, he figured he'd walk away clean.

Grace was already barely hanging on and didn't have the strength to dodge him this time. He tackled her onto the bed, pinning her down.

Blood from her wounded hand smeared across the sheets.

Hendricks' face twisted into a grotesque grin. "Finally got you under me, baby. Don't worry, I'll take real good care of you."

"Get off me!" Grace shouted. She thrashed under him, her neck wound tearing open, but Hendricks didn't care. His hand slid down, grabbing the waistband of

her pants.

Her brain went blank. She fought harder, but he smacked her hard across the face. "Stop moving, bitch! Do you really want me to get rough?"

Grace's hope started to drain, and her gaze went blank.

Right then, the door burst open with a violent crash. Before she could even process what was happening, Hendricks was yanked off her. He opened his mouth to curse, but the barrel of a gun pressed to his temple shut him up fast. The weapon looked ready to fire any second.

He froze, paralyzed with fear.

"W-Who the hell are you?" he stammered.

His voice turned shaky like he was terrified to breathe wrong. Whoever had the authority to bring a gun into a high-security facility in Druville wasn't ordinary.

Grace was still on the bed when someone grabbed her wrist and pulled her into a solid embrace.

Her face was buried in the person's chest, and she didn't even care who it was— until a suit jacket dropped onto her shoulders. The scent hit her immediately, calming the panic boiling in her chest.

It was Ethan.

saw Hendricks kneeling by the wall, pale and shaking. Two

the suit jacket as Ethan leaned in from behind, wrapping her gently in

was when she realized he

chin rested on her shoulder, his voice low and calm. "Do you remember how

hand. He was still holding her from behind, guiding her hand as if showing her how to load the weapon. Grace's mind was

learn," she

how you chamber a round. That's the trigger. Line

held the gun. The two bodyguards pointing their guns at Hendricks nearly lost their

looked like Ethan had completely enveloped

Grace was still reeling from the shock and

finished guiding her, he let go of

to Grace whether she

This is illegal! You'll go to jail for this! And don't forget who I am-I'm Yancey's uncle! You love him

had barely left his

clutching his thigh

another shot was fired, then

turned to look at

chin was still resting

As she turned,

Only

close they were.

in shock, and her

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the gun slipped.

her finger slipped, and the gun fired. The bullet struck Hendricks

strength to scream; he just

she instinctively stepped away from Ethan. The first words

of the bodyguards

down beside

and then said,