Chapter 39: Jake Stredwick

Janelle Stredwick hurried over and grabbed Fabian Farrell, her voice tight with worry. "Are you alright?" Fabian blinked, surprised by how much Janelle cared. Then he smiled. "I'm fine." He walked over to the man on the ground and fixed him with a grim stare. The man tried to push himself up, only to realize he couldn't move at all. Clutching his chest with both hands, he spat out a mouthful of blood. His eyes burned with anger and helpless resentment. He never imagined some punk kid could beat...