By the time I turn around to check on the woman I just saved from being handled by this so-called asshole, she’s gone.
I look around the beach, only to find no trace of her.
Weird. I could swear she was right here minutes ago.
Maybe she ran off after I punched and kicked the man and put my foot on his neck.
That sight… it could have been enough to scare the s**t out of her.
Yeah. That was probably the reason.
Before I can think of something else, I feel my phone vibrate in the pocket of my pants.
I answer right away, stepping over the man now lying semi-conscious on the beach.
“Where the hell are you?” I ask, my fury returning at his sudden disappearance from the meeting. This is not why I asked him to come with me—so he could vanish whenever he felt like it.
I know Zachary has hi
