Chapter 107

Raising my hands in surrender, I felt the weight of Xavier's furious glare directed at Nelson, burning with a rage so palpable I could almost feel it. He seemed ready to explode, a deep growl emanating from him at the sight of the gun pointed at me—an echo of the fierce anger I felt for the same reason, compelling me to act on pure instinct without a single thought.

In a flash, I ducked beneath the weapon, propelled myself forward, and sprang back up, delivering a swift upward strike with the base of my palm that collided with Nelson's nose. The unmistakable crack of bone breaking resonated in the air, only a split second following my unexpected maneuver.

Clutching his nose in shock and pain, Nelson let out a pained whimper and staggered backward, desperately reaching for the sliding door's lever to escape the van.

Before we could react, he tumbled out of the door and onto the tar road, blood streaming from his nose as he moaned in discomfort, sounding almost comic