The air changed and her heart started beating so fast.
It wasn’t just in my head. The air actually changed when he walked in. Like when you open a door between two rooms and the pressure hits your ears. Physically and real. The second he was there, the whole space really felt different.
He stopped on the pavement outside the SUV. His eyes hit her first.
One sweep, he looked at her face. The hand on her arm. Three men. The car is at the curb. The gun was pointed at her ribs.
He held her gaze for one second. One straight on and something flickered in his face there and gone before she could name it.
Then his eyes dropped to the hand on her arm.
He went still.
Not the predatory stillness. The kind of still you get right before a man decides what he’s going to break.
“Let he
