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He pauses, stepping back as he surveys me from head to toe. I’m dressed in my old clothes, cheap jeans matched with my wornout sneakers and a secondhand sweater I’ve had for ages. I didn’t want to raise suspicion by showing up at Mrs. Warden’s in my new designer wardrobe, but still opted for the Burberry trench coat and the Marc Jacobs bag, assuming that she’d be oblivious in regard to their price-tag.
Patrick, however, isn’t. He noticed the bag before, and now that he’s having a closer look, he perceives the upscale trench coat as well—in addition to the mysterious stranger in his tailor-made designer suit who’s so weirdly protective of me.
“Iseverything all right, sir?” Christopher’s voice startles all three of us, and I can’t suppress a defeated groan when he comes walking toward us in hurried but controlled steps.
This is getting out of hand.
“A sugar daddy?” Patrick muses. “Really, Kat?”
His face contorts into disgust. “This is too low, even for y—”
“Shut up!” Logan yells, as he darts forward with his fist raised—and I jump against his chest in an attempt to stop him.
Everything happens so fast that I don’t even realize what’s going on until I find myself on the pavement and pain shoots through my left leg as my knee hits the ground. I cry out in surprise and pain, my eyes still latched onto Logan as I watch him turn around to me, a look of terror on his face. His fist is still raised, missing Patrick’s face by an inch as his attention is drawn to me.
Time seems to stand still as they both turn to me, frozen in shock as they see me squirming on the ground.
“Kat!” Logan exclaims, and he’s down on his knees within a moment. “Fuck, are you okay?”
“See what you did?!” Patrick yells behind him, pointing at me. “You did that you fucking moron! You pushed her!”
“No, he didn’t!” I insist. “Shut up, Patrick! Just leave!”
“You can’t be fucking serious!”he yells at me, now pointing at Logan who has wrapped his arm around me while his eyes are locked onto my left knee.
“He pushed you, and you’re tellingmeto go away?” Patrick goes on. “Seriously Kat, what’s wrong with you?! What kind of shit did you get yourself into this time?”
I can see the flicker in Logan’s eyes, alarmed and curious when he looks at me. I chose to ignore him and continue to fixate my stare of death on Patrick.
“Go. Away,” I repeat. “Right this second, Patrick. Or you’ll regret it.”
Logan’s gaze follows mine, and for a moment I worry that he may jump up on his feet and lash out at Patrick again. But thankfully, he doesn’t. He just tightens his grip around me, and before I know it, he and Christopher are both helping me get back on my feet.
Patrick takes a step back, shaking his head in disbelief as he watches us.
“I can’t fucking bel—”
“Leave!” Logan roars, so loudly and so feral that his voice barely sounds human. The sound hits to the core, so terrifying and pervasive that even I am scared of him for a moment.
But he’s still holding me, his arm still wrapped around me in a possessive and protective manner, while he glares at Patrick with dismaying hatred.
My heart hiccups with fear, when Patrick starts to move—but luckily, he merely lifts his hands in an appeasing manner, while he slowly starts to walk backwards, away from us.
“This ain’t over, you fucking creep,” he warns, before he turns around and walks away swiftly, speeding up until he’s literally running away.
“Coward,” Logan assesses, his eyes still on him.
I simply nod, unable to speak still, as Logan and Christopher walk me back to the car—both of them just as mute as myself.
Chapter 26
Logan
I can’t get his words out of my head, no matter how much I try.
What kind of shit did you get yourself into this time?
He said ‘this time’, hinting that Kat has been involved in some shady matter before. But what on Earth could it be? Is it connected to that mysterious debt she refuses to talk about?
