"Hey! Hey you!"
A man, startled by the masked figure dashing past him, called out. "What are you doing?"
Right behind him came Logan, who crashed straight into the same man with such force that the man spun and fell flat on his face.
Without a word, the man scrambled to his feet and rushed away, wanting nothing to do with whatever trouble was happening.
As Erik glanced back, he saw Logan just steps behind him.
Bulging veins stood out on Logan's neck as his blood pressure rose.
His face twisted with fury at being challenged by someone in a mask. He had no idea what the masked guy planned.
People usually cowered before Logan—that's how he liked it. He used fear to control others, but only picked on those weaker than him. Anyone stronger, like Nathaniel, he avoided.
That someone had dared to confront him ignited a fierce rage within him.
