Chapter 64

• Nathan moved with the ferocity of a wild beast, charging the goons with a raw power that seemed almost superhuman. His body became a blur of fists and elbows, each strike a force of nature that sent one thug sprawling backward. But before he could press his advantage, the second goon swung his gun towards Nathan's head with brutal intent.
• In those heart-stopping moments, time seemed to stretch endlessly. I watched in horror as the muzzle of the gun turned towards Nathan, a terrifying inevitability in its aim. My breath caught in my throat, a scream building as I saw the finger on the trigger begin to tighten—
• But then instinct took over. I lunged forward, driving my knee with all my might into the gunman’s groin. His eyes bulged in surprise and pain as he doubled over, his grip on the gun slackening just enough for me to snatch it away. With a surge of adrenaline, I swung the weapon's butt into his face, feeling the satisfying crunch of bone beneath the impact. He crumpled to the floor, out cold.