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My gaze slid over the man’s slim, shuddering frame. He had sickly white skin, the kind that did not take well to the harsh Caribbean sunshine. Rashes spread over his hands and neck. Dull blue eyes stared past me with an almost crazed sheen.
“Move out of my way,” he hissed.
“I’m afraid I can’t do that.”
“Who the hell are you?”
“Someone who cares about the woman you almost ran over.” My voice went low and firm. “Apologize to her or I will make you.”
He spat to the side, his messy hair flopping. Instead of dropping to his knees and begging for forgiveness, he snarled, “I’m going to kill her.”
“Do you have a death wish?” My tone was calm but, inside, I boiled. “There is only one choice.”
“I don’t care. I don’t care about anything anymore.” He launched forward, intending to surprise me and rush after Angel.
Unfortunately for him, I could predict his next move from a mile off. Stepping in his path, I grabbed him by the back of the neck and slammed my elbow against his throat.
He crumpled like an empty rice sack.
“Say no more,” I ordered.
He sat up, his head moving in circles and a dangerous flush on his cheeks. “I’ll kill her… and then I’ll kill myself.”
Anger seared my mind. I felt my control unraveling, despite the many eyes that peeled away from the stunning sunset and landed on us.
Blood thumped through my head.
“Shut up,” I hissed.
“She’ll die. She’ll die.”
I raised my arm, fingers coiled into fists, prepared to crush it against his head. Something smacked my wrist and held. My eyes shifted to the side where slim fingers wrapped around my skin.
A sweet fragrance rode the wind.
A child whimpered.
I knew who stood behind me before she’d even spoken a word.
“Deacon,” she said softly. “Let him go.”
My arm muscles seized.
I didn’t move.
To my surprise, Angel thrust Reid at me. I was forced to catch him, letting the lunatic go so that I could hold my son properly.
Angel made sure that Reid was secure before stepping in front of me and nudging me back.
My eyebrows shot high when I saw her widening her arms, covering us. A protective stance. Despite the rage coiling in my gut, my lips twisted in awe.
Reid tapped my cheek. “Dada.”
“It’s okay.” I soothed his back. “It’s okay.”
Angel twisted around and whispered, “I’ll handle this.”
“Did I look like I needed your help?” I muttered, shifting Reid to my other side. “Go. He’s dangerous.”
