He punched her square in the teeth, a whirling right that would have been comical had he thrown it against a younger, fitter woman. But it snapped Doña Vorchenza’s head back; her eyes rolled up and she buckled at the knees. Locke caught her as she toppled, carefully plucking the vial from her fingers as he did so.
LMAOOOOOO HE REALLY SAID FUCK THE ELDERLY
