Aria’s POV
The voice made my skin crawl.
I didn’t turn around. Didn’t acknowledge it. Just grabbed Sophie’s arm and started walking faster.
"Hey, I’m talking to you!"
The car engine revved. Tires crunched on gravel. Getting closer.
"Sophie," I whispered. "Don’t look. Just keep moving."
"What’s happening?" Her voice was tight. Scared.
"Nothing good."
I knew this game. Had played it too many times. In that neighborhood where I’d worked at the Quick Stop Mart. Where men like this prowled the streets after dark, looking for easy prey.
The car pulled up beside us. A sleek black sedan with tinted windows. The kind of car that screamed money and danger in equal measure.
The window rolled down.
Three men inside. All wolves. I could tell from the way they moved. The predatory gleam in their eyes.
The driver leaned out. Young. Maybe mid-twenties. Expensive watch. Expensive haircut. The kind of face that thought it could get away with anything.
"Come on, sweetheart." His smile was all teeth. "Don’t be like that. We’re just trying to be friendly."
"We’re not interested." I kept my voice flat. Cold. "Leave us alone."
"Ooh." He exchanged looks with his buddies. They laughed. "Feisty. I like that."
The car stopped.
My heart rate spiked.
"Sophie. Walk faster."
We sped up. Almost running now. Our heels clicked frantically against the pavement.
Car doors opened behind us.
Footsteps. Heavy. Gaining.
"Where you going, ladies?" A different voice now. Deeper. More threatening. "Party’s just getting started."
I yanked Sophie around a corner. Looking for people. For lights. For anything.
The street was empty.
Dark buildings. Closed shops. Not a soul in sight.
Of course.
We’d wandered into the industrial district. Away from the crowds. Away from safety.
Stupid. So stupid.
"Aria—" Sophie’s voice cracked. "Aria, I’m scared."
"I know. Just keep moving."
But they were faster.
A hand shot out. Grabbed Sophie’s wrist.
She screamed.
"LET GO!"
The man yanked her backward. Hard. She stumbled. Almost fell.
"Sophie!"
I lunged for her. Another man blocked my path. Tall. Built like a wall. Smirking down at me like I was a mouse and he was a very hungry cat.
"Now, now." He wagged his finger. "Let’s all calm down."
"Let her go!" My voice came out stronger than I felt. "Right now!"

"It’s almost like you wanted this to happen."

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