Chapter 15: In The Alleyway

Delaney

I hold in my gasp and press my back against the rough brick wall, praying to the goddess that the two men didn’t see me.

The man in the alleyway continues whimpering while his assailants hover above him, raining kicks and punches down on him. I look from left to right and don’t spot a single person that I could call for help. They’re going to kill that man.

I can’t do a thing to stop them. Years in prison has taught me to mind my own business. What could I do against two men? The least I can do is call for help.

I decide to turn away and head back to the hotel, and I run directly into someone. A man. He’s tall and wearing a fitted black suit. A scar is running down the left side of his face, and his hair is tied back in a ponytail.

The smile he gives me is wicked, and instills fear in me. Before I know it, he grabs my arm and starts dragging me toward the alleyway.

No.

I use my free hand to punch him in the face, but that does more damage to him than to me. My fingers ar