Gavin tosses him the jacket and Nate holds it up, frowning. “This isn’t—” he starts, but before he can get out another word, Gavin’s a blur of motion, lunging for Nate so quickly that I don’t understand what’s happening until there’s a sickening, crunching sound and Nate collapses on the ground with Gavin standing over him, a crowbar dangling from one hand.
Omg
