Chapter Forty-Six

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Rachel saw the van's headlights and gleefully approached from a distance. When she saw the trio emerge, Rachel had known it had to be Savage brothers.

She wasn't sure if the younger-looking female was an accomplice, but it didn't matter. She wanted to fire the first shot and that she did.

Not it was time for her escape. Luckily she knew her way around the graveyard and knew there was a side exit/entrance to her right. She turned slowly and started to run in that direction. She was leaving Sean behind.

Rachel decided she wasn't going to die here. Not tonight. Not in this filth of a graveyard.

Unfortunately for Rachel, she would not make it out of the graveyard. She was not less than several feet from the side exit when an object slammed the left side of her face, knocking her over and leaving her unconscious.

It was Shea, who saw Rachel shoot Fraser Savage and then try to make a run for it. Shea wasn't going down for the bitch. Maybe at first she had twisted him around but his senses cleared, he wasn't going down like James.

No, he was leaving this whole thing alive, and Rachel was going to pay for her sins. The fucking cunt thought she was smart enough that she'd move him in the balance.

He quickly grabbed both of Rachel's feet and started dragging her back. Momentarily the group would meet with Shea at the spot as agreed upon.

He was keeping his end of the deal. 

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