Chapter Thirty Eight

His knuckles were white as he was continuously gripping the gear. Horribly, she put her hand on his hand, " He'll not harm me. " She whispered. 

       Halting his car. He took her face in his hands and forced her to look in his eyes, " What makes you think that, babe? " He asked her. 

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