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vision was darkening slowly, and I didn't have the strength to turn my head, so I just prayed that whoever it was would stop and help.
     
    Tires screeched in an answer to my prayers and I heard a deep masculine voice demanding to know what was going on. Ritchie's reply sounded like a typical gangster, and if I'd been in a position to do so, I would have rolled my eyes at him. "None of your business, buddy. Move on."
     
    "On the contrary, I do think it is my business. Back away from her." His voice was pleasantly cadenced, as if he spent most of his life speaking softly to others.
     
    Ritchie laughed. "And what are you gonna do, tough guy? You're smaller than any of us!"
     
    May those be his last words,  I thought viciously as darkness obscured my vision. I clung to consciousness with desperate fingers, wanting to know who my rescuer was. Sluggishly I demanded that my arms move and prop me up, and by yet another miracle, they managed to obey me this time. I lifted my torso from the sidewalk just in time to see the goon that had put me down here go flying past me. He hit the ground a lot harder than I had, and I felt a slightly vicious sense of satisfaction.  Take that, you bastard.
     
    Unfortunately propping myself up had taken the last of my strength, and my arms gave out. Just before my head cracked against the sidewalk again, however, a slender hand stopped my descent. I felt myself being lifted up, and my mind finally gave way to the blackness that had been grasping so eagerly for me.

Chapter Two
     
     
    "Miss?"
     
    I was comfortable where I was and didn't want to stir.
     
    "Miss, can you hear me?"
     
    Go away, I'm warm and fuzzy right now.
     
    "Miss, please. If you can hear me, open your eyes."
     
    Groaning, I finally complied. A pair of almond-shaped eyes hovered in my vision, showing concern. "Miss, can you hear me?"
     
    My voice was thick in my throat. "Y-yeah."
     
    The line of worry between his brows eased away as he smiled.  Oh my...  I was almost glad I'd been attacked, just because of my rescuer. He looked Asian, with gorgeously high cheekbones and thin lips. His nose was a little on the small side, giving his face a slightly effeminate look, but it worked well with the symmetry of his face. His bangs were long and hung on either side to frame his cheeks, and the rest of his dark hair was pulled into a half ponytail. From my position I couldn't see how long it was, but it went past his shoulders.
     
    "I'm glad you are awake. I was worried you had a concussion."
     
    I could listen to him talk for hours in that soft tone. There was something so pleasant about it. "I-I'm not sure if I do." My brain felt completely scrambled, though I didn't want to appear as a drooling moron in this guy's presence. "My head hurts."
     
    To my surprise he chuckled at my comment. "Yes, I've heard that happens when your head is introduced to the sidewalk."
     
    Ah... he had a sense of humor. I cracked a small smile. "Oh, is that what happened?" Glancing around a little, I took in my surroundings. A walnut dashboard was directly behind my rescuer, and as I felt around a little there was the smooth sensation of leather beneath me. I was in the passenger side of his car. I sobered a little, remembering how I'd ended up here. "Is he still...?"
     
    His look darkened. "The men who attacked you turned tail and ran after I fought them off."
     
    "Damn. They're going to find me again." I felt a rush of panic and tried to push myself up, but his gentle hands stopped me. "Please, you should not move right now. You are bleeding."
     
    I was? Raising my hand to confirm, I brought it away from my forehead to find a fingertip dabbed with dark red gloss. Blood seemed to be following me everywhere today. "You don't understand, I have--"
     
    "I will take you somewhere safe, miss. I just didn't want to whisk you away without your consent."
     
    Courteous and hot. I definitely could have done worse. "We need to call the

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