RhysHe's gasping, holding his stomach, blood dripping from his face onto the pavement."Tell your boss or anyone that sent you," I say, my voice cold and hard, "that if anyone comes near us again, this will look like a fucking massage compared to what I'll do to him. Understand?"He nods weakly, unable to speak through his split lip and broken nose.I turn away, grabbing Charlotte's arm and pulling her back toward our car."Get in."She does, sliding into the passenger seat without argument. I slam her door shut and move around to the driver's side, my knuckles throbbing where they connected with his face.I slide behind the wheel and start the engine, my hands shaking slightly with leftover adrenaline.Through the rearview mirror, I can see him still on the ground beside his car, struggling to sit up. Blood stains the pavement beneath him.I pull away, tires squealing slightly as I accelerate.Charlotte is silent beside me, her hands clenched in her lap, her breathing still coming f
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