Chapter 768

A hint of hesitation flashed in Matthew's eyes as he wavered between striking now or holding back. As a martial artist, going after regular folks was against the rules, and it was also the line he refused to cross. But this street was where Lorraine walked home and where Stanley and Lillian went to the market. He couldn't stand the thought of having Lorraine running into danger on her way back, and he certainly didn't want his parents facing an attack on their way to pick up groceries. Rules? Fuck them! For the safety of his family, even the strictest rules had to be set aside. He made his way right over to the beekeeper's stall. Alistair Pike was hard at work, slicing off a piece of honeycomb with his knife. The sharp blade slid into the glossy and waxy comb with a crackling sound. He kept an eye on his surroundings. When Matthew came to the village entrance, he paused for a moment while cutting the honeycomb but quickly went back to normal. Alistair took pride in his cool, leve