Chapter 38 You Were the Injured Man

• Just then, a behemoth black SUV sped past her, sending muddy water from the roadside puddle splattering onto her shirt before she could even dodge. Then, the car skidded to a stop and blocked her way.
• Anyone who would drive by this area was definitely wealthy, but as much as Heather wanted to march up to the owner of the car and demand he explain himself, she couldn't do it while looking so undignified. She was already soaked from running in the rain in the first place, and the muddy water from the puddle hardly did any more damage.
• At that moment, she saw someone getting out of the driver's side with an umbrella in hand. She sighed and chalked this incident up to poor luck, then began to round the vehicle so she could leave. But just as she was about to run, someone clutched her arm. Before she could turn to see who it was, she found herself pulled into a rough embrace.