Rick’s familiar scent wrapped around me, helped calm my racing heart. I inched closer, my voice barely a whisper. “What are you doing here? Don’t you have work to do?”
His jaw tightened, eyes burning with something fierce. “Nothing more important than you,” he replied firmly.
But then his gaze snapped to Georgina, cold and merciless. “Any last words? I can send them along with your body to your boyfriend.”
Georgina trembled violently, her bloodied face streaked with tears. Her lips quivered as if she wanted to speak, but only broken sobs escaped. Her pride was shattered, and in its place was pure, desperate fear.
Rick raised his hand, ready to end it - but I caught his arm. “Don’t do it.”
His head jerked toward me, eyes wide with surprise. “Don’t tell me you still feel sorry for this
