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nst Annabell's helmet visor. The water blurred the

nuckles were white inside her leather gloves as she fought to keep the

ess. Four NYPD cruisers blocked the intersection. Uniformed officers were

lammed on

iolently, the back wheel sliding out. She wrestled the handlebars, forci

ed the handlebars to the right, gunning the engi

black Maybach sat parked tight against the

w it a seco

he bike slid sideways. The heavy metal footpeg scraped d

choed off the brick walls. Sparks flew in the r

t hard, rolling twice before slamming into a pile of t

s in the freezing puddle and pushed herself

e door of the Ma

suit, stormed out into the rain. He marched

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She reached into her wet jacket pocket and pulled out a

nto the muddy water. He lunged forward, his mass

ted on her heel, dropping her shoulder to evade his gras

led back two steps, his eyes wide with shock. He hadn't

nstantly, his

window of the Maybach rolled d

. It illuminated a sharp jawline and long, elegant fi

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an absolute, terrifying authority that c

ed back, lowering his head, not

-dark, bottomless, and utterly lethal-locked

rt gave a hard, involuntary thump against her ribs. T

w exactly do you plan to pay for a two-mi

This man wasn't just rich. He was dangerous. T

, pretending to look for her phone, while her eyes dart

in her stance. He p

ashed into a puddle. He stood up, a massive, explosive frame hidden beneath a be

of cedar and dark tobacco rolled

er. The shadow of his umbrella completely blocked out the

leather glove creaked. He clamped his finge