Sydney was feeling unstoppable.
"Just watch," she boasted with a smirk, "Josefina won't make it to sunrise."
But her triumph was shattered when Shay pointed frantically down the hill. "Oh no!"
Both Dominic and Sydney's eyes followed Shay's, and they froze in shock. The assassin Sydney thought she had a handle on turned against her, launching a kick that sent Sydney rolling down the slope.
The wild man, with surprising agility, grabbed Shay, swung her like a rag doll, and tossed her aside.
Dominic, witnessing the mayhem, tried to make a run for it, but the wild man snagged her arm and booted her away.
Sydney’s bodyguards, drawn by the uproar, opened fire on the wild man, managing a haphazard rescue as they beat a hasty retreat.
Meanwhile, Oliver and Josefina watched as the imposing figure of the wild man approached them.
In a hushed voice, Oliver asked, "Josie, do you know him?"
"I do," Josefina replied, stepping forward with resolve.
The man, previously hidden in shadow, lowered his head. Josefina gently swept the hair from his face to reveal a rugged, darkened visage.
Josefina was visibly moved, and the man mirrored her emotions, tears glistening in his eyes.
Oliver, worried for Josefina's safety, instinctively reached out to pull her away, but the man, still teary-eyed, swung a fist towards Oliver.
"Stop!" Josefina called out, and the fist halted mid-air, sparing Oliver.
...
Josefina took the man back to Oliver's place, suggesting a shower, and left some of Oliver's unworn clothes by the door for him.
Oliver lounged on the couch, feeling a pang of jealousy as he watched Josefina. Josie had never fetched clothes for him.


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