Saige’s [POV]

Around-faced man in a black jacket with a neon yellow security patch steps between me and the two pimps.

“You can’t be in here.” The security guard’s gruff words make me halt my slow retreat from the grocery store entrance.

I can’t see around his wide shoulders, so I don’t know how the two guys who were chasing me are taking it. Not well, probably. So I start backing up again just in case they turn nasty.

But when the sliding door opens and footsteps ...