She was standing outside the fast-food restaurant when, exactly as he described, a silver Escalade pulled up to the curb and three men jumped out, though the driver remained seated. One of the men approached her and she stared incredulously at him. He was gorgeous. Long hair pulled back in a bun, tall, lean, and lethal in appearance, he was the kind of man who made women and children step back in fear and awe.
She flicked a glance to the other two men who appeared as dangerous as the first man.
“Ms. Parker, my name is Bo. I believe my employer told you we were coming to collect you and take you somewhere safe?”
“He said you. He didn’t say anything about four of you,” she leaned sideways to look into the tinted window of the car and grimaced.
“Mr. Zhao asked us to ensure you had a full
