What was going on?!
Daniel was supposed to be completely lost to the drug she'd given him. How was he not able to overpower one woman?!
Rachel was equally stunned. When the door flew open, the last person she expected to see standing there was Garrett Vincent.
"What are you… doing here?" Rachel asked, her voice laced with surprise.
Garrett snapped out of his momentary shock and quickly closed the distance between them. "Are you okay? Did he hurt you?" His eyes scanned her frantically.
"I'm fine, it's just…" Before she could finish, Garrett's sharp gaze landed on the torn sleeve of her shirt.
From a distance, it wasn't obvious, but up close, the damage was clear. "What happened here?"
"He grabbed me when he lunged," Rachel explained, glancing at the tear. The shirt was probably a lost cause.
Garrett's expression darkened further. Gently, he pulled the torn fabric aside, revealing the angry red scratch marks on her arm.
