"Ask me if I'd cross the line for my people. I'd even cross Satan if he messed with me—or my people. You are one of them… aren't you? Or are you not?"
Between Penny and Shawn, who was the real idiot?
Or rather, who was the bigger idiot?
The one who had already gotten away but was now walking back into trouble? Or the one who had finally achieved what he'd been working toward for the past decade… only to falter at the last second?
Another tear rolled down Shawn's cheek as he looked at the woman calling him an idiot. He hadn't even realized he was crying until his vision started to blur.
Thud!
Shawn slammed his hands against the floor, bowing his head low as it struck the ground.
"I'm sorry," he pleaded, voice trembling with suppressed tears. "Miss Penny, I… please… forgive me. I'm sorry!"
Penny's shoulders slumped as she stared down at the towering man now kowtowing before her. She dragged her fingers through her hair, ruffling it as her head throbbed faintly.
