nt apartment, Carissa aggressively shoved her few items of clothing i
oor. Men shouted outside, hurling curses. Isiah ha
hut. Her heart slammed against her ribs. She reached over to
ted plants and kicked the metal tr
ng the duffel bag over her shoulder, too
knife raised high, a feral s
ons, stumbled backward. Carissa sprinted through the
tch!" one of
the heavy rain blinding her. Her lung
ped out of an alley. He grabbed her arm, his grip crushing down i
and tried to drag her into the shad
y handle of the knife into the drunk's skull.
shed into a deep puddle of muddy water
k lunged
blinding LED headlight
ts brakes, sending a wave of dirty w
wore a black trench coat, his dark hair instantly plastered to his
d kicked the man square in the chest. The drunk flew backward, hit the b
a halt. They saw the armored car and
the mud. He looked down at her, his jaw locke
e shrugged off his custom trench coa
ody heat, and smelled strongly of cedar and expensive colog
d, his voice dripping with disdai
you. She pulled the coat tight around her shiver
shirt. He ordered the driver to head to Long Island, then told his guar
drumming on the roof. Water dripped from
d out a bottle of water, and slammed i
the bottle and drank greedily. The c
lling on her cheek. "You rejected my mon
ed window. "I don't have a family anymore," she said
He looked at her thin, rigid posture wrapped in his coa
state. Alistair was waiting with a black umbrella, his th
a guest room," he told the butler, and w
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