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

the side, his face contorting as h

ld, accusatory fire. He held the empty box alof

s voice cracking. "Huh? You t

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

lding out his phone. It was already on an

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