…Summer POV…
From behind us comes the voice of a familiar man, but before Austin can even spin around to face him, I watch as he is being struck down by a heavy blow to his head. In an instant, he drops to the floor, completely motionless.
"Raymond!
"Hi, Summer. It is really nice to see you again; it is really nice."
"What are you doing here?
"You are not allowed to be here. What do you want?"
"That is a stupid question, Summer."
"Well, you can't have me."
Raymond reaches out to grab me by the arm, but I immediately pull away. I can see clear anger starting to build in his eyes as he starts to demand again.
"I can have whatever I want."
"Just leave, Raymond."
"Not without you, Summer."
"Austin will come to look for me."
"I am counting on that. Now, you are coming with me whether you like it or not."
"I am not."
"I am not asking you, Summer; I am telling you."