Bastard.
I was already on the road before I tossed a look in either direction, laughing to myself about being in a daze.
Movement to my right caught my eye, a sudden blur as something veered around the corner. There was no screech of tires, the only sound of a rumbling big block engine coming from a truck gunning it for me.
An instant moment of terror spiraled through me, panic rooting me to the spot. All I could see was a blur as the driver floored it.
I was going to die.
A split second before impact, I was pitched into the air, yanked away.
Just as the truck and the driver roared past.
Not stopping to see if I was okay.
Instead throttling the engine to high and disappearing around another corner heading out of town.
Shaking, I clawed at whoever had saved me, lifting my head to see I’d somehow managed to survive. Montgomery had saved my life.
Gasps from behind us continued to power my fear.
“My God. He’s a hero.”
“Just like his daddy.”
Montgomery’s eyes reflected rage, the emotion so strong I was confident he had plans on going after the perpetrator. There was also something else.
The promise of revenge.
CHAPTER 15
Fleur
“Have you actually killed anyone?” My question was out of the blue, but I’d had the thought on my mind the entire time since he’d arrived.
“Is that a question you either want or expect an answer to?” The twinkle in Montgomery’s eyes was even more pronounced than I’d seen before.
“Yes, I prefer the truth and as I told you before, I like knowing who I’m dealing with. For example. If you’d found the driver who almost ran me down, would you have turned him or her over to the police?”
His laugh was stark, almost haunted and definitely ripped with the same anger I’d seen before. “Let’s just say he or even she, although I doubt a woman was driving, would learn what harsh punishment felt like.”
“You’re not the law.”
“You’re right. I’m more effective than any law enforcement agency.”
The shudder coursing through me had little to do with fear. His words excited me.
He sat back, grabbing his napkin. He hadn’t been kidding about being a hungry man. He’d consumed three portions. A sweet surprise, which worked well with our conversations. He’d spoken more than ten words at a time, animated while describing certain events in his life.
Although with sharing every memory, he’d managed to skip over anything that might lead me to believe his family was anything other than normal. The thought brought a secret giddiness to my system. As if my family was normal in any aspect. Well, the truth was it had once been, idealistic in almost every way.
Then the rug had been ripped out from under me and Danny. My fingers drifted to the necklace again. I also couldn’t help but give a quick thought to the near hit and run. Montgomery had remained right with me, holding me while I avoided ridiculous tears. A dozen people had crowded around us, all suggesting various makes and models of vehicles, none of which were likely accurate.
I hadn’t completely lied about the sun, only it had been in my eyes, not the driver’s. That’s why all I’d seen was a figure behind the wheel. Did I believe it to be a man? Yes, but I wasn’t about to accuse anyone. Even if a horrible thought had kept me on edge the entire day.
Montgomery’s brow furrowed with heavy concentration, the obvious moment of reflection keeping me fascinated. “The short answer to your first question is yes. Men who deserved to die.”
“Judge and jury.”
