The encounter.

JOHN POV

With a sense of anger In me, I punched him once more, aiming for his nose. He stumbled backwards, and I used the opportunity to throw him to the ground. He began to laugh, a devilish sound that echoed around the alleyway.

"Woman, you and I both know that you can't escape from me," he spat, his eyes filled with anger. "Even this stranger can't save you from me!"

I took the lady's hand and led her away from him, her body trembling with fear. She glanced back at him frequently, watching his every move.

I didn't turn back or leave her behind. I knew what could happen if I did.

As we distanced ourselves from the scene, she removed her hand from mine.

"Thank you, Mister," she said, bowing her head. She folded her palms on her lap, still shaking uncontrollably.

I placed my hand on her shoulder, trying to offer some comfort. "Don't worry, you'll be alright," I reassured her. "My name is John. May I ask yours?"

She wiped away her tears and managed a small smile. "My name is Lisa," she