Billionaire Bachelors 7 ; The Billionaire's Final Stand(83)

"Wait. Why are you in such a hurry? Are you one of them?" he thundered, spit flying from his mouth in his fury.

Kinsey froze, going from frightened to terrified. This guy wasn't in control of himself, and she was afraid he was going to snap, if he hadn't already. She didn't want to provoke him any further.

"I just have to go," she said, trying to sound calm.

She felt the bile rising in her throat and tried to hold her breath.

"I need to see the Andersons. They …  they did something bad, really bad. I gotta settle a score. Are you a friend, maybe a wife or girlie friend?" he asked, his words picking up force as he finished.

He eyeballed her as if seeing how much she was worth, what use she could be to him. She decided to be somewhat honest. Then maybe he'd let her go.

"I just work for them. I'm not involved or anything. I only work for them temporarily. I barely just started," she explained quietly.

Her words seemed to send him into a whole other realm of anger, which she couldn't understand. Why would he be mad that she worked for them?

"Did you take my job? Are you my replacement!" he screamed.

The fury on his blotched face left her speechless. He was going to hurt her, hurt her badly if she didn't manage to get away.

Kinsey tugged on her arm as she moved her foot backward, pulling for all she was worth. His fingers just tightened more, trapping her. He was too strong. The situation began to feel hopeless.

He took a staggering step toward the water, dragging her feet in the sand. Her body shook with real fear at the thought of him throwing her in, or worse yet, holding her under.




 

 

"No, no I didn't take your job. I'm a nurse, that's all, a nurse," she said as she finally found her voice.

"A nurse? Is one of 'em sick?" he asked, an evil sort of glee filling his eyes at the thought.

"Yes. Joseph's very sick," she replied. All she needed was for him to be distracted for a couple seconds, just long enough for her to get free. She'd run for all she was worth.

"Good, good, that's good," he kept repeating.

Kinsey continued to tug on her arm, but it was useless. Her fingers were starting to tingle from the lack of blood circulating to her hand. At least he'd been distracted enough to stop moving. She eyed the water, only a short distance away. If he lowered her in it, she …  She couldn't even begin to have those thoughts.

"Why don't we walk up to the house together? You can talk to whoever has upset you," she tried to reason.

"Why would you want to do that for me?" he asked, looking at her suspiciously. He was so drunk, he couldn't properly reason.

"Because you look like you need to talk. It sounds like whatever they did, really upset you." "Yeah, yeah they did me wrong. I was just trying to make some extra money, that's all. They have themselves tons of money. Way more than one family needs or deserves. Why'd they have to fire me over a few lousy bucks! It didn't hurt them any," he slurred, his words jumbled and hard to understand.

"Yes, too much money. Let's fix this," she urged.

"Okay," he agreed. As he released her, she felt a shooting pain in her arm, where the blood rushed back through. It hurt almost worse than his grip had. She couldn't focus on that, though. She had to get away from him before he changed his mind. She had to get to the house and warn the family he was there.

Kinsey took off running, not taking even a second to turn around and check on him. She knew that giving him any advantage could cost her, her life.

"Stop!" he shouted, his voice sounding too close. Her vision blurred as tears welled up in her eyes, then spilled over. How was he moving so fast? He could barely even walk, but he was right behind her.

Kinsey screamed out in pain as his fingers gripped the back of her hair, quickly halting her forward motion as her neck snapped backward.

"You whore!" he shouted, spinning her around. His eyes were wide, bulging from their sockets, his mouth opening and closing. If he'd been angry before, it was nothing to what he was now.

He raised his arm and then she only saw stars, moments before she blacked out. Her last thought was that she'd thought seeing stars was only an expression.

 

Austin stepped into the yard and looked around. His aunt had said Kinsey had been gone an hour. Katherine was worried because Kinsey said she'd only be thirty minutes.

He picked up his pace as he looked around the yard. The light was quickly fading and he wanted to spot her before his visibility was gone.

Katherine said Kinsey often walked down to the beach. That was his first place to look. He was taking the familiar path down when he heard something.

He stopped for a moment and strained his ears. It sounded like a man's voice, but he couldn't hear what he was saying. He picked up his pace, wondering who'd be out there. It was private property and no one was supposed to be on this section of beach except them.