Lisa stepped back from Lara's unconscious body. Her eyes were cold and angry, and she placed her hand on her hips as she waited for Lara to stand up.
"Stop pretending to be unconscious and stand the fuck up, bitch," Lisa snapped.
Lara didn't move.
Lisa touched her with the tip of her toes.
"I said stand up!" she snapped.
Lara's body remained unmoving. A tendril of fear snaked into Lisa's spine, and she took a step back.
Lazarus stepped forward. The bodyguard was very pissed and beyond angry at how Lara was treated, but he had been given direct orders from Curtis to not interfere with anything that has to do with his mother.
He didn't know how far away exactly he was supposed to be, but now that his boss's wife was unconscious, Lazarus knew he had to step in.
"Please step away from her, ma'am," he said, trying to sound as polite as possible.
Lisa sneered at him.
"Or what? What are you going to do, arrest me?" she spat at him.
