Mechanic or Luna: Book two
“Gavin, did I do something wrong?”
I had to ask in our mind-link. Vince got a solid pinch to Beau’s thigh, but missed the roundhouse kick to the jaw. “No, we are actually pretty proud of you for that.”
“This is wrong. I should be the one fighting.” He didn’t answer me as I walked up to the front. “Quit playing Beau. Just finish it.”
As soon as the words were out of my mouth, Beau took off. Punch after punch, Vince was like a rag doll until Beau put all his weight behind his fist and sent him flying a few feet back. The crowd was quiet as they just processed what had just happened.