Chapter 13 - Toby's Street Instincts
Victor fell hard onto the carpet with a sharp grunt of pain, dropping the heavy crowbar onto the floor.
Years of surviving on the harsh city streets had given eight-year-old Toby lightning-fast instincts and fearless courage.
"Run, Lily! Get Grandpa!" Toby shouted, grabbing the crowbar off the floor and standing between Victor and his sister.
Lily scrambled out of the panic room, her small feet flying down the corridor as she screamed for help at the top of her lungs.
Victor scrambled to his feet, his face contorted in psychotic rage as he reached for Toby’s shirt collar.
Toby swung the iron bar, striking Victor’s hand and forcing the larger man back against the concrete wall.
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"You brat! I'll break your neck!" Victor roared, lunging forward with all his strength.
Suddenly, a bright beam of light blinded Victor as Arthur and three armed security guards burst into the hallway.
