章節 159: Chapter 159

My cousin.

His hair seemed almost black in the shadows. More than one woman had called him gorgeous, but as he sneered at Frankie, I couldn’t find anything beautiful about him.

"Westley, stop!" I yelled, but it did no good.

His fist beat at Frankie’s midsection as he yelled accusation after accusation at him—everything from not accepting his money to driving too quickly emphasized each of his punches.

Frankie did nothing. He didn’t make a move to save himself or even shield his face even when the two men holding him up let go and his body crumpled to the ground.

I thrashed, trying to get to Frankie and screaming the whole time, not wanting to see this happen. "Stop! Stop!"

Why wasn’t Frankie doing anything? Why did he just lie there?

He jerked his head in my direction as I screamed the last time and our eyes met. Then my understanding became clear.

I made him promise he wouldn’t hurt my cousin or his men.

"Frankie, I don’t care. Do something," I said, but it was too late.