He stepped closer,

lowering his chin, giving her a deep stare. His eyes had a depth Andy had never seen before. Knowledge and understanding and something else in those pupils.

“Your black belt won’t always save you, you know.”

Andy turned away. He continued to follow her.

For some reason, his persistence irked her. She thrust a hand to his chest. Rock solid. “Don’t. I could take you down if I had to.”

“I’m sure you could.” A cocky grin started at one side of his mouth, before spreading to the other. “Goodnight, then.” With a salute to her, he marched backward. When he rounded the corner out of sight, Andy found her phone and dialed Carla.

“What did the guy want?” Carla asked.

“Karate lessons.”

“Are you sure? I think he was into you.”

Andy changed the subject. “What did your mom want?”

Before Carla answered, two men in rubber masks rushed Andy, sliding up beside her, grabbing her phone and purse. She immediately let go of the burner phone, but her tote! Everything she needed was in there.

She was not giving up her bag without a fight.