They all watched his car move out of the building before they scattered. Patty was over. Darryl was on the ground, body battered, with claw marks tearing through his expensive clothes.
The people made their way out of the building. Some walked past the injured, weak man on the floor. Others stepped right over him without a second glance. "Nice party you had today, Darryl." Someone sneered, and others laughed as they left.
The humiliation burned more than his wounds.
In front of the building, Claire shook with rage, her hands clenched into fists.
"What did you just do? How dare you pull me back!" She spat, her voice sharp with fury.
She wanted to stop Nile. He had carried that human in his arms, and she wanted to remind him of the mistake he was making, but this fool had dared to int
