ne last, vicious tug, and Aubree stumbled forwa
urned the bag upside dow
into the gutter. Her wallet slapped against the concrete. A set of keys, a p
d in on it instantl
head snapped up, his eyes blazing with a wild, accusatory fire. He
ng loud enough for the entire street to hear. "What
had completely forgotten the empty box was
he crowd of onlookers. Their whi
n was brutal and clear: she had taken a morning-afte
rabbed her by the shoulders, shaking her hard. "Who is the
t and tried to pull him of
her stumbling back. He raised his
wn. Aubree flinched, b
ever
out and clamped around Jordyn's
g to see who had intervened. He found himself
is immaculate suit, looked less like an ass
t up. He saw Aubree's expression of pure, unadulterated horror. He didn't need to read the label to know it was something that exposed her. And then he saw
Jordyn's wrist. "Sir," he said, his voice dangero
e steel. With another twist, Jordyn yelpe
dropping a degree colder. "Before the NYPD gets
move. Fear finally broke through his rage. He shot Aubree a look of pure ven
nds and knees, frantically gathering her scattered belongings. Her fing
She stood up, ready to thank Alex, t
. It was already on an active call. The screen read: Beck Fr
she took it. She pr
oice commanded, leaving n
armored-looking Maybach had pulled up silently to the curb, i
must have seen everything. The
w she wasn
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