Leo and Sam exchanged a glance. “What do you want to do?”

Ivy pushed her messy hair behind her ear, thinking for a moment. “Let’s take Ralph Lockwood and Director Lockwood’s arms off... Who’s the worst injured here?”

Sam pointed to the man who had been killed. “He’s already dead.”

A brief silence fell. Ivy’s gaze swept over, realizing the man had been killed by Leo’s double nunchucks.

Ivy’s red lips pressed ...