“Novy is a grown man,” I say with a shrug. “Surely he’ll see reason.” “He’s Lukas Novikov! Did you see him out there? You punched a man once, Henrik.” He holds up a single finger to emphasize his point. “Novy tackled a man to the ice, straddled him, and wailed on him for a full sixty seconds before three grown men had to pull him off. If he’ll do that to protect a teammate, what do you think he’ll do to get to Poppy St. James?”
