CHAPTER 139

Chris Bolton stared out the window of his car with his hand under his chin as his guard and driver for the day sped through the roads with practiced ease. He appeared calm and reasonably thoughtful to the innocent passerby and onlooker but in reality he was freaking scared and worried out of his mind. He hoped with all had that Mabel Sanders was fine. The woman was a freaking devil but she had sounded so shaken and scared out of her mind. As he stated out the window he imagined every worse case scenario he could possibly meet when he got to the Rum n' Euphoria bar. What if he got there and saw her pinned up against a wall by her attacker as he squeezed the life out of her? Or what if he got there and saw her attacker let go of her neck and release his grip and then Chris got happy to see that he was letting her go but then her attacker dragged a knife out of her belly and she slumped to the ground lifeless and spitting out blood, right before Chris and he could do nothing to help her?