Chapter 25: Marceline, This Kid's Completely Unhinged…

The surveillance footage was pulled up in no time. On-screen, Christian Yale moved like a wraith. Wherever his fists and feet landed, burly men toppled like bowling pins. Dozens of them had been driven back by him alone, stumbling over each other, too scared to get close. Marceline Balam's expression darkened completely. That punk… He really wasn't simple. In the interrogation room, he had acted like some harmless little white rabbit. It had all been an act! A young officer nearby stared,...