Dangerous
“Can you move out of the way, please?”
Tony threw his head back, his actions exacerbated by his alcohol consumption. Grey hair, gelled back on his wrinkled scalp, ruffled with his movement. “You can work out here. Say five hundred for half hour?”
“I don’t do that,” Zoe snapped.
She glanced over Tony’s shoulder, hoping to see Elford returning to his post. But there was no one. She was alone. Alone except for the man in the shadows. Zoe prayed he didn’t join in. Tony took her moment of distraction as his opportunity to slam her against the rust-colored bricks. His fingers dug into her biceps, securing her firmly onto the wall, his friend attempting to yank down the zipper of her shorts. His in
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