Chapter 9 - A Midnight Conversation Reveals The Depth Of Her Pain
“Let him onto the property, bring him through the side service entrance, and make sure he leaves his service weapon outside,” Gabriel ordered.
“Understood, Boss,” the security guard replied before cutting the transmission with a crisp, electronic click.
Gabriel turned his full attention back to Harper, who was desperately trying to pull her torn uniform straight over her bruises.
“Why didn't you go to the real police if he was beating you like this?” Gabriel asked, his tone surprisingly devoid of judgment.
“He is the police,” Harper answered bitterly, fresh tears falling down her cheeks. “Who would believe a maid over a badge?”
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Gabriel stared at her for a long moment, remembering his own mother’s quiet suffering before the streets taught him how to survive.
“In this city, Harper, badge or no badge, nobody touches what belongs to the Ashford family without paying in blood,” Gabriel promised.
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