As we approached the parking lot of the tower, I saw him.Mr. Reynor stood in front of the SUV, hands clenched into fists at his sides, his eyes blazing in the dim light of the parking lot. Anger was carved into his face, sharp and ugly.He wasn’t the usual calm, composed, and organized person I knew him to be. He wasn’t still like a lifeless sculpture, calculating and cold. He was vibrating with it, trying to control his fury as he struggled to stay calm.Mike parked right beside the SUV, and the moment his shoes touched the ground, Donovan moved.Fast.Donovan lunged towards him, his fist crashing painfully into Mike’s nose. The sound was wet, ugly. Blood streamed down one nostril immediately as Mike staggered back, his hands flying up to his face to try and stop it.“No! Wait!” I screamed from the other side of the seat, my door flying open before I even began moving. I rounded the car to stop him, my heart in my throat.But two huge men dressed in black caught me before I could re
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