Chapter 218

Chapter 218

Ashton moved. No warning. No hesitation. His foot drove straight into Director Belsky.

“Urgh-!”

The impact sent the man reeling, his body crashing backward across the floor before he landed flat on his back, the air violently knocked out of his lungs.

Before the echo of the first blow could fade, Ashton turned

Another strike.

“Ugh-!” Director Lukin crumpled just as violently, his body folding from the force of the kick to his chest. He gasped, scrambling against the cold floor, his hands trembling as he tried-and failed to regain any sense of control.