PART 2 — “THE WOMAN WHO SHOULD NOT HAVE WALKED INTO HIS LIFE”

Three hours passed.

The garage became a battlefield of sparks, metal, and desperation.

Caspian welded parts that didn’t belong together, forcing life back into a machine that had already been marked for death.

He used an old radiator from a Ford F150.

He rigged an industrial belt system just to keep the engine alive long enough to escape.

It shouldn’t have worked.

But it did.

When the engine roared back to life, the entire garage vibrated.

The woman stood frozen.

“You saved it…” she whispered.

Caspian wiped oil from his hands. “Barely.”

She reached for her wallet — expensive, untouched, powerful.

“I can pay you anything.”

“No,” Caspian said instantly.

That answer confused her.

She tried again — a diamond watch this time.

Still no.

“I don’t want anything linking me to this,” he said. “If someone is hunting you, I don’t want to exist in the same trail you leave behind.”

That was the moment everything shifted.

Because she wasn’t just a stranger.

She was Bianca.

And Bianca wasn’t just wealthy.

She was the daughter of Lamont Woods — one of the most feared mafia bosses in the Midwest.

She looked at him one last time before driving away.

“You’re a good man, Caspian Fischer.”

Then she disappeared into the fog.

And Caspian was left alone again.

Debt. Silence. And a feeling he couldn’t explain.

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But peace didn’t last.

Morning came.

And so did Mickey Sullivan.

Two enforcers. One weapon. One demand.

“Forty thousand. Or I take your hand.”

Caspian fought back — but he was outmatched.

Pinned. Beaten. Dragged across his own garage floor.

A steel wrench was raised above him.

And then—

The world stopped.

Engines outside.

Doors opening.

Footsteps approaching slowly.

A voice, calm and lethal:

“Drop the wrench.”

Mickey froze.

Because standing at the entrance wasn’t a man.

It was an authority.

Lamont Woods.

And behind him… six armed men in silence.

Mickey immediately understood.

He wasn’t dealing with debt anymore.

He was standing inside someone else’s territory.

And he was trespassing.
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