Bab 3: Thank You, Sir

She immediately slapped his cheek, and ran out of the store. She was running so fast that she bumped into another man, and as she looks at his face slowly, she realizes she has seen him before. "Sir? I am sorry, there's a guy" the voice of Luke can be heard shouting. "Catherine!" she started breathing heavily, "There's not much people outside at this time of the evening. Might as well spend the night with me lovey!" She was shaking, and Jon can see the fear right through her eyes. "Get in the car" he told her, and she did. "What's wrong mate?" he asked Luke as he was standing near his car. "See, I got this cute little chick, she ran away and I'm off to find her." Jon can sense that the guy has been drinking, and he answered him "I suppose you shouldn't be scaring a woman off." Luke has been studying Jon for a few seconds and took a knife off his vest. "Give me the girl, I know you got her." Jon's eyes widened with shock, as he explained, "See she's not in here." "She could not run so fast" It was obvious that he was not believing him. "Give me Catherine!" Luke pushed him to the ground, and as he fell, he pointed the knife to him and lifted his right hand holding the knife. He was about to stab him when Jon kicked his chest, grabbed his arm and punched it. The impact made it hard for him to keep on holding the knife. It fell down and Jon kicked it, hid it under the car. He gave him another punch and let him fall to the ground. And quick enough, he got in the car and clicked something from under the driver's seat. It was an emergency button, which sends a signal to the nearest police station. As a son of one of the richest men in the city, he always had a privilege of security. Though he has always rejected the idea of having bodyguards, his father made sure that all his cars will have the same security feature. Not so long and the police came, and a female officer was interviewing Catherine. "He was very scary, and he was about to attack me when I ran off." "I see, good thing you have been saved by.." Jon cut the officer off, "I saw her running out of the grocery store. I was about to grab some ice cream and then it happened." He didn't want her to know who he was. " Thank you, sir. I owe you my life," she looked at him, teary eyed. "You almost got killed." "It's all right," he assured her. "We'll take him to the detainee division and you can file cases tomorrow morning, mister.." he interrupted a male officer this time, "Jon, call me Jon, please. Thank you." He looked back at her. "So your name is Catherine," she nodded, "I might take you home, where do you live, by the way?" He offered, but she refused. "Thank you sir, but my parents house is three miles away from here, and it's really late." I guess I'll try to sleep at my friend's." "No way," he said "Come on, I'll take you somewhere else. It's been a long day, and you need to get some real rest." They got into the car, and he drove away with some country music in the background.