The seafood aisle was chaos. Half a dozen grown men were sprawled on the ground, slipping and crawling through fish guts.
Urgent footsteps echoed from outside. Brian rushed in first. A dozen bodyguards followed.
Ethan appeared last. He hadn't even bothered putting his suit jacket back on. His shirt sleeves were rolled to his elbows.
The moment he saw me standing there with one foot planted on a thug's chest and a knife pointed at Sherry, he paused.
Only for a second.
Sherry immediately shrieked. She dropped to the floor, clutching her head dramatically.
"Ethan! She's insane! She tried to cut my face! Do something!"
The entire market fell silent. Everyone watched Ethan, waiting.
Ethan walked forward, past Sherry and the men sprawled on the ground, straight toward me.
Then he reache
