Chapter Twenty-Five – Bratty Human.
Whistle rushed to open the door for Nathan, he stepped out and a bodyguard came after him.
Stephanie stepped out behind them, gulping down saliva at the size of the body guard.
He was a handsome six foot five inches and basically towering over her. An intimidating protection for Nathan, who she didn’t think needed the protection.
“Oh, Stephanie.” Nathan pulled her from behind the bodyguard. “You're witness against Johnson and need to be seen by media.”
Stephanie’s eyes twitched. Media? That wasn’t how she planned her media histories to be. A witness to a crime.
“And If I don’t want to testify?”
Nathan swerved to her. “Why wouldn’t you want to?”
Stephanie had expected a shout but Nathan’s voice was considerable low and thoughtful. “Are you scared of Johnson?” He asked.
