That's weird. Why didn't the bad guy feel any pain?
Not a sound out of him.
Ellie directed her hatred-filled eyes to gaze at Zachary. Her face was red with anger.
Zachary bent over with an arm outstretched. He hoisted her up as easily as a baby chick.
“Let go of me!” Ellie demanded. She trembled, thinking that Zachary wanted to hit her. She kicked and struggled in vain.
Ellie scrunched up her face and wailed loudly.
“Let go of Ellie!” Jamie fired his gun at Zachary.
The toy bullets struck his thigh with several dull thuds. That should hurt.
Compared to Ellie, these should do more damage.
“Stop!” Several guards rushed over, as Mr. Nacht was being overwhelmed by the children's onslaught.
Jamie turned and pointed his gun at them, intending to hold them back. But a guard grabbed his toy in one swift motion.
“Give me back my gun!” Jamie shouted, looking as though he was fit to leap up if not for his broken leg.
“How dare you!” Zachary yelled at the guards. Fearing his employer, the guard hurriedly returned the child's toy and stood against the wall.
“Stop screaming, Jamie,” Mildred was frantic. “Mr. Nacht will not hurt Robbie, I promise you.”
“Then how did Robbie fall ill while he was with him?” Jamie demanded, staring at Zachary with distaste.
Zachary took Ellie by the hand and led her to Jamie's side. He knelt down and was about to address the children when Jamie swung a fist that met his nose with a crunch.
Though it wasn't particularly painful, the real sting was the embarrassment of it.
Zachary clenched his eyes and furrowed his brow. The bystanders were breathless with horror at Jamie's audacity.
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