It gave her a head start.
A low growl rose from the back of Jhon’s throat as he flung open
his door and raced out in grim pursuit. As he came around the car in the
street, heading toward the curb, a red sedan nearly hit him. The driver honked
angrily, but Jhon didn’t even pause, just leaped recklessly over the hood. He
ran into his building’s private lobby, across the marble floor. Ignoring the
greetings of the guards, he ran for the private elevator just in time to see the
silver doors slide together in front of Alize’s face. Their eyes met for a single
instant, and he saw the small smile that curved her lips. Then she was gone.
John cursed under his breath. He pressed the elevator button
impatiently, multiple times, then rushed inside as soon as the door opened. When
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