The Billionaire Saved My Life - PART 2 Read Online Free PDF Page A

ran faster. At the moment of spotting her, she was on the next block, which meant he had another road to cross. This time he had a bit more patience and stood waiting, like the other pedestrians, for the lights to change and for it to be safe for him to walk across the road.
    The lights were taking too long in his opinion and Tanya might move on at any second. He thought to call her. Make her stop.
    “Tanya!” He shouted at the top of his voice but his timing was all wrong. Just as he said her name, a large truck drove across him so that if Tanya did look round she wouldn't see who it was calling and she might not hear anyway, above the sound of the large, rumbling truck. When the truck passed him he saw that Tanya had gathered herself and she continued walking in the direction of her apartment.
    Kurtis got impatient waiting for the traffic to stop and ran out once again to give chase. This time, he wasn't so lucky. He collided with the bonnet of a Volkswagon Beetle. The woman driving screamed and hit the brakes. The sound of Kurtis's body hitting the car was loud enough to cause everyone watching to gasp. Car horns tooted loudly, brakes skidded and the traffic on that road came to an immediate standstill.
    Kurtis lay on his back in the middle of the road. He was dazed and put his hand on his head. It hurt but there was no blood on his hand. He went to stand up. A crowd of people had gathered around him and impatient drivers who hadn't seen the accident but were being held up began sounding their car horns until there was an almighty cacophony swirling around Kurtis.
    “No you don't, fella,” a voice said to him. “Don't try to move. You might have concussion.”
    “No,” Kurtis said, easing up onto one elbow. “I have to catch someone.”
    “Did someone snatch your wallet, Mister?” another voice by his ear said.
    “No not my wallet.” He tried again to move but the woman who had been driving the Beetle held his shoulder very firmly and forced him to lay down again.
    “You must lie still,” she instructed. “You just ran out in the road like a mad person. I couldn't stop in time. But don't worry I've called the police. Would you like me to put my jacket under your head?”
    “No,” Kurtis said in a whisper. “I have to catch her.”
    “Who? Did someone steal your briefcase?”
    “No.” Kurtis shook his head but could feel the pain. “My heart, she stole my heart.” He closed his eyes and lay his head back on the ground.
    “Someone stole your heart?” Another voice said. “Who?”
    “Tanya,” he managed to say.
    “Yes, Kurtis, I'm here.”
    There stood Tanya right above him. She had heard the brakes skidding on the road behind her and saw that there had been an accident.
    “You came back,” he said, now managing to sit up. Tanya knelt beside him.
    “Shh-shh. Easy,” she said, gently taking his shoulders and trying to get him to lie down again. “Yes, I came back. I heard a bang and I saw the commotion. I don't know, something drew me back here. I just had a gut feeling that I had to come back.”
    “Thank you,” he said.
    There was a tussle in the crowd as two police officers made their way through to the center of the circle of people.
    “Who called us?” they looked around at the concerned faces. Everyone either shrugged or shook their heads.
    “That would be me, officer,” the woman driving the Beetle said. “This man, well he just ran out into the middle of the road, I couldn't stop in time and he went over and my God I hope he's all right.”
    “Ma'am, if you were concerned you should have called an ambulance – not the police. Sir, are you okay?” One officer said kneeling alongside Tanya but Kurtis got to his feet. He faltered a little and Tanya hooked an arm around his waist and he held himself up against her with his arm around her shoulder.
    “Er, me?” Kurtis grimaced with a pain in his back. “I'm fine, officer. Really. I'm sorry you were called. I was in a hurry, you