FLASHBACK-

Lyon stepped forward and grabbed the car keys, saying, "I'll drive you there."

Afraid of Zara getting into trouble in the bar, I agreed. "Okay."

We got to the bar an hour later.

When we saw Zara, she was already a little dazed and was being hit on by a drunk man. I pushed the man's hand away from Zara.

"Leave her alone!" I told him.

The man, with his face aglow with liquor, turned to scowl at me. When he saw how lovely I was, his eyes opened wide. "Hey, beauty, what's your number—"

Before he even said the words, a chilly voice behind him spoke out, "Touch...