DEVIN BOWEN
By the time we get back to the cottage, there are already people waiting.
Other Local security men guarding the area.
They take one look at Jessica wrapped in my jacket and everything shifts. They stand at alert, ready to carry on their duties.
I am really not in a good mood right now. My pulse are racing so fast against my skin because of how furious I am.
I should have broken his bones more, crushed that thing in between his legs so that he would never know what it's like to sexually harass a lady.
“One of ours finally caught him,” one of them says, glancing at me briefly before looking back at her. “We’ve been searching for him for weeks.”
I scoff mentally. "Searching for him, yet you couldn't even apprehend just one man?" I mutter, but loud enough for them to hear t
