Chapter 75: Where Did Dad Go? (Part One)

The three of them breathed in the powder, and their bodies seized up as if someone had cast a freezing spell. The tattoo-sleeved bruiser's punch was already swinging toward Jason Sowden's face, but it couldn't budge another inch. Hit him! Why stop now? Aziel fumed, watching the punch hang there, just shy of cracking Jason's skull-then watching all three freeze like wind-up toys that suddenly ran down. He wanted nothing more than to shove them aside and plant his own knuckles in Jason's jaw. They...