As we neared the cemetery, a reckless car slammed straight into me.
A second before the shock, I saw the license plate ahead.
A927.
A cipher of death.
In all of Harbor City, only one man dared use it: Samuel.
As expected, Serena Rowe's fragile voice floated to my ears.
"What do I do, Brother Samuel? I hit someone."
"Will they arrest me? I'm so scared! I don't want to leave you!" Samuel kissed Serena Rowe's cheek.
Without looking at me, he ordered his men to dump a stack of cash at my feet.
He used the power I had given him to trample my dignity.
A cramping pain spread through my body.
I clutched my belly, ground my teeth, and looked up to see Samuel's men digging a grave.
Serena Rowe snuggled into Samuel's arms, pretending to tremble as she peered up.
"Brother Samuel, will Sophia be angry if she finds out we're doing this?"
"What if she comes after us? She's fierce, I'm so scared..."
Samuel smoothed her hair, dismissing her, "What are you afraid of? I have your back."
"In Harbor City now, I hold the final word."
Moved by his earnestness, Serena Rowe tilted her head and pouted.