The night they cut me off, I walked away from the Reeds with nothing but my backpack. I thought it was over. Then a stranger in a blood-stained shirt stumbled toward me, assassins behind him, and…
The bodyguard reached for the man’s knee before Sebastian even blinked. His men moved silently, surrounding the two thugs before they could grab me. “We’ll take it from here, Miss,” one of them said, his eyes cold. I barely acknowledged them. A flicker of irritation crossed my face. Trouble kept finding me tonight. “Who are … Read more