Chapter 4: The Unmasking of a Coward
Marcus tried to scramble back, but the circle of bikers was absolute. He looked for a way out, but there were no exits left. His luxury SUV—the symbol of his power—was now a shattered, useless shell.
"I have money," Marcus offered, a desperate, pathetic plea. "I can pay you! Just take the car, take everything—"
The leader let out a short, hollow laugh that had no humor in it. "You think this is about money? You have no idea what 'everything' means."
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The leader turned his back on him, walking toward Elena as she was being carefully loaded into the back of a blacked-out transport. He treated her with a tenderness that stood in stark contrast to the violence he had just displayed. It was the love of a father who had spent years guarding a daughter he had hoped would never need to see this side of him.
"You're safe now," he told her, gently brushing the wet hair from her forehead. "You were always safe. I was just waiting for the right moment to teach him a lesson he’d never forget."
