Chapter 22

How could it be him? It wasn't Craig; there was no Superman. The person who had saved her was Tyrone!

Tyrone's gaze darkened. That further intensified the chilling air that emanated from him. He seemed to bear a murderous intent.

As Heather kept quiet, he couldn't be sure how severe her injuries were. Hence, he carried her up bridal-style and strode over to the Maybach that was left stalling by the roadside.

Over with Caleb, Tate finally scrambled back to his feet and challenged him arrogantly, "How dare you poke your goddamn nose into my business? Do you have a death wish?

"If you know what's best for you, give that woman back! If you don't do as you're told, you won't live to see the next sunrise!"

Tyrone couldn't even be bothered to glance in his direction; it was as though he didn't hear a word Tate said. Shrouded in a dangerous air, he left all but two words when he walked past Caleb.

"Incapacitate him."

"Yes, Mr. Elkin."

A cruel grin broke out on Caleb's face when his