Cliff spun without warning and drove his fist straight into the Ferrari.
The windshield exploded with a deafening c***k, a web of fractures racing across the glass before the entire panel collapsed into fragments.
The B-list actress froze mid-step, mouth hanging open. Where the hell did this lunatic come from? He knew Landry's background and still smashed his car?
The crowd sucked in a collective breath. "He's insane. Absolutely insane," someone hissed. "He knows that's Governor Landry's son and he still threw a punch. Does he have a death wish?" Another voice chimed in, "He's made a mortal enemy of Lucas now. If the Governor finds out, a hundred lives wouldn't be enough to pay for this."
Heads shook all around, and the stares aimed at Cliff were the kind reserved for a dead man walkin
