The Unexpected Bailout

POV: Valerie Thorne.

"Why the hell not?" the thug leader snarled. He wiped the sticky citrus juice and melting ice cubes from his burning eyes before raising his heavy wooden baton into the air. "Since you want to play hero, bitch, I'll start with you!"

"I didn’t do it on purpose. Sorry about that!" I threw out with dry sarcasm.

He was already lunging forward. The heavy thud of his boots agains