CHAPTER 41

Chris understood her hatred for the Bolton's. He flexed his wrists and folded his hands behind his back.

"Holy shit! You didn't just do that! You just killed her!" Richard squeaked.

Chris ignored him and gently lowered Sarah to the floor. "Look," Chris clasped his hands together. "Let's not take her to father. He will probably have her killed, let's drop her in an alley," he suggested.

She looked at him, surprised by his courage. "Wow, you are growing," she smiled at him. She ordered the bodyguards to carry Sarah to the vehicle so she could be dropped back.

"You identified her?" Chris asked Rose.

"She is what she says she is, late twenties, quite the accomplished woman," Rose played with the receiver's button. "Do me a favor not to get associated with this bunch?"

The question was strange to Chris, he never really received much affection from her till now. "Okay," he replied.

"No," she grabbed his shoulder and looked him in the eyes, closing the space between them. Chris felt f