He saw the punch coming and in the time it took to have his nose smashed, Jimmy McSwain had three thoughts. The first was that this wasn’t the first hit to the face he’d ever taken, and the second confirmed it wouldn’t be the last. But it was the third thought that was the most important, because as much as he was going to take this hit, it was also going to be the last one his opponent would get in.
Jimmy McSwain always had a few tricks up his sleeve.
And he was remorseless when it came to payback. That’s the code he lived his life by.
Thoughts ended. Then came the thud.
As much as he braced himself for the impact, the actual moment when hard flesh met soft cartilage shook him to his core, stars lighting before his eyes. Still, he’d moved at the last minute and the blow wasn’t a direc
