His big frame cast a shadow on the floor. The lamp behind him was the only source of light in the small studio apartment.

“Jax, what are you doing here?” she stammered, trying to keep her confidence. However, it was hard when a man she barely knew sat waiting in her apartment in the dark.

“What happened that night when I found you?” His voice was cold and calculating.

He held the knife’s handle in his hand and turned it clockwise on his way over the ...