He laughs heartily, enjoying the thought of an innocent woman being punished for something so trivial. The old fuck probably falls over once a week and needs LifeAlert to get back up. Asshole can’t talk about glass falling when he can’t even keep his body vertical. I grab the woman’s arm firmly, jerking her against me and dragging her away. She doesn’t fight too hard. Self-preservation is kicking in, fighting its way through the cloud of drugs in her system. But she has long accepted her fate. As soon as I get her into a quiet room, I turn to her. She’s already dropped to her knees, her green eyes looking up at me with sorrow and acceptance. She’s a beautiful girl, with bright red hair, grass-green eyes and freckles dotting her nose. Something about her reminds me a little of Addie, and I nearly walk right back out and crush my fist in Mark’s face just for touching her. “Get up,” I say firmly. She gets to her feet unsteadily, looking much like a baby giraffe walking for the first time. “I’m going to get you out of here,” I say. Her brow puckers and she frowns. “Sir—” “What’s your name, sweetheart?” She stutters over the question. “Cherry.” I shake my head. “Is that your real name or stage name?” She rolls her lips. “Real.” Her parents are really fucking unoriginal. Like might as well have a second child and name her Strawberry or Watermelon. Anyway, besides the point. “How would you feel about getting a fresh start in life, yeah?” Her eyes widen, and it seems like the prospect of escaping this one has some of the drug-induced fog receding from her gaze. But then she turns wary, and then resigned. Tears line the edges of her lids, and the sight will forever haunt me. She looks down, seeming to collect herself. “I know what that means. I-I’m really sorry. I didn’t realize I was leaning that far down.” “Tm not going to hurt or kill you, Cherry,” I cut in. “I’m going to help you, but I need you to listen to exactly what I say.” She shifts on her feet, peering up at me through her lashes and bobbing her head frantically. I slip out the Bluetooth earpiece I had hidden deep in my inner suit pocket. All of my jackets have a special lead lining in them that deflects radiation. Meaning I can walk through any body scanner without the devices being detected. I pop it in my ear, press the button that immediately calls out to Jay, and wait for him to answer.