After she canceled the ride, Raegan started transferring the money, her head down and her body shaking.
Yet, her gaze cautiously measured the distance to the knife and the manâs position.
Raeganâs mind raced, analyzing the situation.
They were mismatched in strength.
The self-defense moves she had learned were more about protection than attack, not strong enough to be offensive.
It meant she had only one chance.
Mitchel appeared to have gotten her earlier hint, but when he would get here was unknown.
Raegan didnât dare to solely rely on that.
Raegan knew the man wouldnât release her even after getting the money, but she still completed the 500, 000 transfer.
This payment could help the police track the man down if he chose to run.
Raegan showed the man her screen, showcasing the finished transfer.
The manâs eyes narrowed, forming a menacing smile, his knife hovering perilously close to Raeganâs neck, a silent threat to her life should she make even the slightest movement.
Raegan, feigning a trembling voice, asked, âCan I leave now?â
The manâs laughter was cold.
âGoing so soon? You still have to âlook afterâ my need!â
Raegan was painfully aware of the unreliability of such men.
With her voice breaking and her hands brought together as if to pray, Raegan implored, âPlease, Iâve done what you asked and given you the money.
Let me leaveâ¦â
Her movement tactically caused the knife to move away from its menacing position.
Raegan continued to tremble as if driven by fear, her slight movement from the knife unnoticed by the man, whose eyes focused on Raeganâs lips, gleaming with lust.
The man laughed and said, âBe quick.
I donât have much time.
Satisfy me, and maybe I wonât hurt you furtherâ¦â
Raeganâs stomach turned under his leering look.
Taking a deep breath, she adopted a pitiful demeanor, nodding meekly.
âReally? If I⦠If I comply, youâll release me?â
Believing Raegan had consented, the man, eager and impatient, started, âYes, thatâsâ¦â
His statement was abruptly interrupted by his howl of pain.
âAh! Ouch!â
Raegan had found a stone and, with a swift and fierce motion, struck him hard.
She then took off running.
She assumed the lighter place with tons of people would dissuade the man from capturing her.
âHelp! Someone! Help!â Raegan yelled while running, yet this place was deserted at this hour, with hardly any cars around.
âYou little devil! Iâll kill you!â The manâs enraged shout followed her.
Raegan was surprised by his persistence.
Even hurt, he was closing in on her.
Raegan sprinted desperately until a stumble caused her to fall, her body going numb from the crash.
The man, clutching his injury, approached Raegan with a snarl.
âBitch!
You dare trick me? Iâll slash that pretty face of yours!â
He lifted the knife, aiming at Raeganâs face.
Raegan, paralyzed and defenseless, prepared for the worst.
But just then, a long arm reached out protectively for Raegan, being sliced through by the knife.
Blood started to flow immediately.