Chapter 538 - Five Hundred And Thirty-Nine: Her Savior (2/2)

Maggie knew he was not joking, she could see it in his eyes. The man was no angel at all, but a wolf in sheep's clothing. One wrong move and she was doomed.

”I'll go with you,” was her quick response. The devil she knew was better than the angel she hadn't seen.

”Follow me,” He commanded.

But that was the problem because the instant she took a step, her world swirled and she almost fell to the ground had he not caught her.

”You're too much trouble,” He grumbled, carrying her in his arms to her surprise. She had thought he would simply drag her along. So he had chivalry in his genes?

Maggie didn't have the time to admire his firm muscles because she was in pain. As they passed the ruins, her eyes couldn't help but rest on the burning police van and tears stung her eyes. Those men died because of her.

”It's not your fault,”

”What?” she was startled

”Those men knew death was inevitable when they signed up for the duty. Their job was to die protecting people like you and they did so. It's a big honor,” he said to her as if he had read her mind.

”Yeah, dying is a big honor,” Maggie sassed in her head knowing her savior would have a different opinion if she said it out loud.

Aside from the burning van, Maggie saw other bodies lying on the floor and didn't need to guess those were her killers. Had her savior killed them all? If he could kill this many of them, what about her? He could easily snuff the life out of her without sweating.

It wasn't until they reached the police car from earlier that she noticed her savior was wearing a police uniform. It then dawned on her, her savior had been close all this while. No wonder, it was quick for him to react to the situation.

Blood spattered on the front seat - the former occupant must have been shot and she didn't dare to envision where - with numerous bullet holes on the windscreen. There was no time for a safety or hygiene check, leaving this hell hole was all she wanted.

Her savior hit the gas and they were out of there immediately. He flew through the road at great speed and surprisingly, Maggie was not scared. She had unconsciously developed some kind of trust towards this strange man.

They drove in silence even though she had a million questions to ask him starting from where he was taking her and who he was working for. However, when she finally opened her mouth to ask, her first question was.

”What is your name?” she added, ”I forgot your name,” she scratched the back of her head awkwardly. Yeah, that was the best thing to do, forget the name of the man that saved you. Well, it's not like she had expected to see him after that night at the bar.

With the cold stare he gave her, Maggie gulped and gave up on the idea of receiving an answer when he suddenly said,

”I'm Andrew. My name is Andrew,”