Chapter Twenty-Six
Clark converged with such momentum and sheer rage even Theodore couldn’t prevent him from launching into me, knocking me to the ground. I heard Martin call out and Nicoh howl but Clark was a wild man, quickly regaining his balance and rewarding me with a hard kick to the gut. Followed by another to my ribs.
A scream echoed. It took a few seconds to comprehend it had been mine. There was shuffling, scraping and yelling but the thumping of my heartbeat was the only sound I recognized as pain surged through every nerve. Clark was unrelenting and only after the fourth kick—this one landing squarely on my right kidney—Theodore managed to corral his frenzied son in an awkward bear hug.
“That’s payback for your friend Leah.” Clark was breathless from the energy he’d exerted
