Chapter 39 Leave the Money
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Dawn pedaled faster, but as she rounded the corner, she almost crashed into someone.
She hit the brakes hard, nearly falling off her bike.
“Well, well, all alone, huh?”
Three blond–haired punks, lollipops sticking out of their mouths, blocked her path withzy confidence. “It’ste. Way too dangerous for you to be out here by yourself. Want us to walk you home?”
Dawn gripped the handlebars tightly and tried to steer past them.
One of them slid his sneaker in front of her tire, his gaze sharp. “We’re talking to you, little girl. Where are your manners?”
“I don’t know you.”
“Then let’s introduce ourselves and fix that.”
The other twoughed loudly and carelessly, as if the more nervous Dawn looked, the more fun it was for them.
Her face stayed calm, but sweat gathered in her palms. Slowly, she slid her hand toward her jacket pocket, ready to call the cops if she had to.
But the blond noticed her move instantly and grabbed her wrist. “Rx. We just wanna be friends. No need to act like we’re dangerous. Let us walk you home.”
This street was usually quiet, and tonight’s storm made it even worse. There wasn’t a single person around.
Dawn stared at them, her voice even. “What do you want?”
She didn’t have cash, but she had money in her Venmo.
If all they wanted was money, she could give it now and report themter.
But the blond smirked, studying her. “Damn, look at you–so young but already this calm. Makes me like you even more.”
Theughter around her grew louder, and Dawn’s face turned pale. She calcted the oues in her head. <i>If </i><i>I </i><i>ditch </i><i>my </i>bike <i>and </i><i>run</i><i>, </i><i>what </i><i>are </i><i>my </i><i>chances</i><i>? </i>
Chapter 39 Leave the Money
<i>If </i>it <i>were </i><i>one </i><i>guy</i>, <i>maybe</i><i>. </i><i>But </i><i>three</i>?
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When she stayed quiet too long, the blond’s amusement faded.
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His grin disappeared, his voice turning cold. “Since you know what this is, no need to waste time. Hand over your money.”
“I don’t have cash. I can transfer through Venmo.”
“And then you’ll go home and call the cops, right?”
His smile turned icy. “There’s an ATM not far from here. Let’s go. I’ll take you.”
Dawn’s eyes flickered. An ATM meant people.
She hunched her shoulders, faking fear. “If I give you the money, you’ll let me go?”
“What else do you think we’d do?”
His grin turned mean. “You’re too young to be fun, but if you wanna try, I don’t mind showing you.”
Dawn didn’t answer, her eyes shining like she might cry.
The three closed in, boxing her between them as they walked toward the nearby building.
She pulled out the cash–5,000 dors.
The blond’s eyes lit up at the sight, and a dangerous idea sparked. His gaze burned into Dawn. “So your family’s rich … If your parents heard something happened to you, they wouldn’t mind giving more, would they?”
Dawn’s stomach dropped. Damn it. This <i>is </i><i>bad</i>.
She spun to run, but the blond yanked her back by her hair.
“I like you too much to let you leave. Where do you think you’re going?”
“You promised you’d let me go!”
He sneered. “I was kidding.”
Hopelessness swelled in her chest–until a cold voice cut through from behind. “Dawn. School’s over, and you’re still out here? What are you doing?”
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Erhan stepped forward, thoned a carton of milk auro Dawn’s hands, then faced the three punks squarely. His voice was like ice. Leave the money
They looked at each other andughed.
“Do you even know what you’re saying”
Sure, he’s tall, but still just a high schooler. There are three of us–why would we be scored?
Ethan rolled his wrist, looking almost casual, but his eyes were hard and empty. Im not patient. This is thest time I’m saying it. Leave the money?
The three weren’t tall, and 18–year–old Ethan stood like a mountain in front of them.
Maybe that made the blond even angrier. He spat to the side and snarled, “Little punk, you even grown your hair out yet? Acting all tough? That cash is in my hand, which means it’s mine. Mine, you hear?”