Seeing that these men were hardened criminals desperately trying to drag Ivy into the van, Xavier threw all caution to the wind and charged directly into the fray.
The assailants realized this man wasn't going to back down. Driven by the payout they'd been promised, they abandoned all hesitation and engaged Xavier in a brutal struggle.
Ivy was still fighting tooth and nail as one of the men tried to muscle her into the vehicle.
Seeing that they were losing their window of opportunity, and noticing the crowd of bystanders beginning to form—some already pulling out their phones to call the cops—the driver jumped out of the van.
Gripping a hunting knife tightly, he lunged straight at Xavier.
Just as Xavier was focused on dodging a punch from the other thug, the driver brutally drove the blade deep into his abdomen, stabbing him twice in rapid succession.
Xavier instantly lost all ability to defend himself and collapsed heavily to his knees.
Seeing Xavier fall, panic exploded in Ivy's chest, and she thrashed wildly, fighting like a cornered animal.
By this point, the crowd of onlookers had finally rushed over.
Realizing they'd be trapped if they stayed a second longer, the three assailants had no choice but to abandon Ivy, leap into the van, and peel out down the street.
Finally free, Ivy scrambled across the pavement on her hands and knees, throwing herself beside Xavier and frantically trying to stem the bleeding with trembling hands.
"Xavier! Xavier, are you okay?"
Xavier had taken two deep stab wounds to the gut, and the blood was pooling rapidly.
But he managed to hold on to consciousness, looking up at Ivy weakly as he asked,
"Who were they? Why were they trying to grab you?"
Ivy shook her head frantically, tears streaming down her face as she explained,
"I have no idea! I've never seen them before!"
"Did Alaric send them?"
Xavier forced out the question.
Ivy was certain that couldn't be it.
Why would Mr. Foster ever send men to kidnap her?
These men were vicious, desperate thugs who looked like they wanted her dead.
This had absolutely nothing to do with Mr. Foster.
Ivy bound Xavier's wounds with whatever she could find to slow the bleeding, then pulled him into her lap, her tears falling uncontrollably.
"Don't close your eyes, Xavier. The ambulance is almost here."



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