Chapter 12
The driver looked up to see a tall man standing outside. He lowered the window.
The stranger didn’t address the driver. Instead, his gaze locked on Georgia inside the vehicle.
“Miss Cooper, please step out,” he said flatly.
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Georgia’s face drained of all color. She hunched forward, hiding her face between her knees, pretending not to hear.
The man turned to the driver. “Open the door, please.”
His tone was polite yet rigid, the kind of politeness that brooked no argument.
Georgia shouted, desperation and panic coloring her voice, “Don’t open the door!”
Suddenly–CRASH.
The window shattered, glass exploding into tiny shards that glittered in the streetlight.
The noise startled both Georgia and the driver.
“What the hell are you doing? I’m calling the police!” the driver yelled, horrified. The man had smashed the window with his
bare hand.
“Open the door,” the stranger repeated, voice ice–cold.
The driver tensed, wary.
The man produced a thick wad of cash and tossed it onto the driver’s lap.
The driver glanced down, eyes wide at the sum.
After a beat, he nodded curtly. “Fine.”
He unlocked the door.
The driver’s disdain for Georgia was clear as he spat, “Get out, you bitch!”
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