Risk-1

  BASH

  It’s almost eleven in the morning when I check the time on my wristwatch. Everyone seems to relax a little.

  “Trinity, let’s go,” I almost plead, and I don’t care what happened earlier. I want to get out of this place as fast as I can, away from Rexwell.

  She walks in my direction as she looks at Rexwell. I feel a pang inside my chest, and m I guess she’s trying to say something to Rexwell with that look.

  Rexwell looks back at her, then he meets my gaze. “Bash—”

  I raise my hand. I don’t want to fight with Rexwell again and not in this place. I’m beyond pissed, but I don’t care about his shit.

  “You’ve done enough, Rexwell. You put my girlfriend’s life in jeopardy. I’ll let it go this time because I was here when that happened, but you’ll not gonna drag her to your mess again or whatever you are dealing with that goddamn man!” I wish I can punch him with eye contact. I can’t believe he’s so selfish to drag a woman to save his ass.