Chapter 59 Stay Away

• The city lights blur past us as Karl drives, the tension in the car so thick I could slice it with a knife. My mind is still spinning from the events of the last hour—the creepy guy on the subway, the group of leering men, and then Karl, showing up like a storm, sweeping everything away.
• My eyes shift to him for a moment, taking in his stern profile, the jaw set in a hard line. His knuckles are white on the steering wheel. It’s clear he’s still riled up.
• “Hey… Thanks for picking me up,” I finally manage to say, breaking the oppressive silence.