Rising from the Ashes (Andrew and Lauren) novel Chapter 1927

Chantelle's face went pale as panic swept over her. If that mad dog of a director from Special Ops, Barnaby, really stepped in to save Hank, things could get ugly fast. With the way Special Ops operated, not even Derek would be able to handle the fallout easily.

While everyone was still frowning, unsure what to do next, Andrew had already rolled up his sleeves and landed two brutal slaps across Hank's face.

Hank, who had just been kicked earlier, now got his face lit up again. This time, it swelled instantly.

He roared, "Andrew! How dare you slap me again? Are you out of your damn mind? Didn't you hear me say that Mr. Hale is coming for me personally?"

His voice cracked with fury, eyes blazing.

Most people would have backed down after hearing Barnaby's name, but Andrew? He did not even flinch.

Hank could not understand what was wrong with him.

How many lives did this lunatic think he had to spare?

"I don't care who you report to," Andrew said coldly, yanking Hank up by the hair. "I don't give a damn about your director either. Right now, you're gonna kneel to Mr. Keller Senior and apologize. Properly."

Hank bared his teeth. "Screw you. Dream on! You won't be so cocky for long."

Andrew's open palms came down like a rainstorm. When he got tired of using his hands, he switched to his feet, kicking Hank viciously in the gut.

Within seconds, Hank was curled on the floor, coughing up bile and blood, his reopened wounds pouring fresh crimson onto the tiles.

Chantelle and the others stood frozen in shock.

"Andy, seriously… That's enough."

It was not until George finally spoke that Andrew halted.

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