Her cry of anguish caught him off guard. “What’s wrong?” His hands clenched into tight fists when he saw her standing in front of her car shaking from head to toe. Sophia turned to him with tears in her eyes. “Who would do this?” She laid a tentative hand on the smashed-in front-end of the shiny, red BMW convertible, and then lifted it to touch the destroyed windshield. A soft moan escaped from her when she caught sight of the word Bitch scrawled across the front hood of the car in shiny black spray paint, the bottom part of the letter “B” missing as if the perpetrator had deliberately omitted it or ran out of paint. Who indeed? Mal was his first guess and made the most sense. He’d have to be furious at the possibility of losing John’s business. What better way to eliminate the chance of saving this account than to stop Sophia from getting to the meeting? She’d have to report the incident to the police, call a tow truck.
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