Just then, the door to the fast food joint slammed open. A delivery guy in a yellow jacket stormed in and punched Quinton straight in the head.

"Quinton, you bastard! How dare you hit Christie? I'll die before I let you get away with that!"

Quinton, trained in martial arts, was no ordinary fighter. He easily dodged the hit, spun around, and slammed his fist into the guy's chest.

With a loud gasp, the delivery guy coughed up a mouthful of blood and collapsed.

Christina screamed and ran to