KNIGHT

“I’ll be right back,” I told Case and Luka before I left the office. “I’ll just tell my mate we’re leaving.”

As soon as I entered the gym, I instantly felt something was wrong. McKaye was staring at Nirvana in utter shock, who was throwing punches at the punching bag at full speed like I’d never seen before.

The bag was almost torn in half, like an animal gutted in the slaughterhouse, and the grain and sand dripped down the floor.

“Shit.”

“What the hell is ...