Chapter 9: 9

Javier “Sir, please stop! You’re hurting me! You’re drunk,” Berry said, trying to raise her voice over the club noise. “Let go of my hand right now!” But her sweet, soft tone just didn’t scare the guy at all—he kept holding on like he didn’t even hear her pleas. “What? I want you! I’ll pay anything—just say the word,” the guy begged, his eyes all glassy from the booze. “Come on, baby, name your price. I’ve got cash, jewelry, whatever you want. Just snap your fingers...