Chapter 112. Events Move Ahead

Schwartz

A woman slammed into him and Schwartz swore as the phone flew out of his hands. He was about to shout at her when she gripped his arms.

“Please,’ she whispered desperately, digging her hands into his arms, her green eyes filled with terror,

‘Please, you... you have got to help me.’

He raised his brows in disbelief.

But then a man came round the corner, almost running in his haste . Without missing a beat, the woman threw her arms around his neck, pulling his head down to kiss him.

Schwartz felt his gut tighten in surprise. Her lips were soft and warm, sweet and welcoming. He felt a rush of emotion flood through him. She was clinging to him and he became aware that she was trembling.

With an effort, he gently prised her hands away from himself.

She looked at him, her big green eyes pleading.

“Please," she mouthed, ‘Please.’

Taken in by her distress and obvious fear, he looked up.

He raised his