“Linds, Hanson saved me from being raped or worse tonight.” She rushed to his side and hugged him close, while he rubbed her back and looked at me in shock and concern.
Gosh, I’d forgotten how beautiful he was. Or, rather, I’d pretended to do so. He was a head taller than Lisa, who was close to my height. “Is this true? What happened?” he asked, one hand gently running over Lisa’s sweaty hair.
I rubbed the back of my neck. “Lisa is exaggerating. I didn’t do anything but grab her hand and run with her to the train station. She’d already taken care of the guy. I just happened along toward the end of the tussle.”
“He protected me, Linds!” Lisa protested fiercely. “Mr. Yoo—Hanson—was the only one who did anything at all when I cried for help.” She sniffled a bit into Lindsey’s shoulder. “I was checking my phone and this guy appeared out of nowhere.”