Leo
The area around the bar where Kelly stood went silent. Leo watched stunned as Kelly stared at the man.
What the f*ck? A wave of anger coursed through his veins at the way the cop hit Kelly. Leo’s hand balled up into a fist. He controlled himself.
The first thing that Doc Oc had taught him was to wait out his anger instead of reacting impulsively. He started counting backwards from a hundred and concentrated on deep breathing, without moving his eyes from Kelly.
Weren't cops supposed to give a warning or something? Something was not right.
Her hand was massaging her cheek, her hair looked ruffled. He couldn’t see her face, as her back faced him. That slap must have stung. The cop had put all his strength into that blow and with experience, Leo knew how a man’s brute strength affect
