The only reply Hazel planned to give him was from the box she picked up from the restaurant. She had got two of them so that she could give one to the bodyguards, but it was about to become a weapon.

Hazel picked one up and threw it at the man. He put his arms up to block his face as he ran to hide and shouted, “Enough…”

Before he could finish his sentence, the second box hit him. Hazel had calculated the force she needed to use for it to hit him. He had no time to escape, and the box ...