Jack's POV

Like she was a princess, I carried Rosa and moved toward the car. She was in tears and when I turned around to look at the coffee shop, that psychopath had a smile on his face. One which I wished I could erase forever from his space.

"Don't fight, Jack," Rosa said.

I gulped in my spittle trying to calm myself down. Rosa had spoken and I will do just what she wanted.

"Rosa," Jenna called out. Jenna was at a loss while contemplating what to do. I knew she wanted to come along but was worried about her car.

"If you want to come along, you can,...