The man reached out, grabbing for Ivana Bennett.
"Olivia... move aside..."
Ivana Bennett pushed Olivia Parker away, and made a swift movement with her right hand. In one swift motion she executed a hold on the man's wrist.
Taking advantage of his forward-leaning position, she raised her knee and brutally slammed it into his face.
The man felt a sharp pang in his nose and then blood was pouring out of it.
Ivana was drunk, her strength and accuracy greatly compromised. As her knee connected with the man, she was thrown off balance and stumbled backwards, colliding with a car parked behind her.
"Ivana!"
Olivia Parker rushed to her, wanting to help her up.
A figure from the side swept in like a gust of wind. This tall figure timely blocked Ivana's back and caught her as she fell, cradling her thin frame in his arms.
Olivia Parker's eyes widened as she recognized the newcomer and she froze in surprise.
Lucas... Walker?!
"Get him!"
