Mark’s pov

They turn to face me, their eyes sneering with contempt. But I'm not afraid. I'm fueled by adrenaline and a determination to protect Dave’s family.

I take down the first man with a quick punch to the jaw. The second man is bigger and more muscular, but I'm not intimidated. I use every ounce of strength I have to take him down, finally managing to pin him to the ground.

As I stand up, panting and victorious, I see Sarah and her mom staring at me in shock and gratitude. I smile, trying to reassure them that everything is okay.

"Come on!" I yell, my voice low and urgent. "We need to get out of here, now!"

They both rush out of the room, their eyes wide with fear. My eyes never leave Temper's men, who are still motionless on the ground. I know we need to move fast, before they regain consciousness and alert Temper.

I quickly usher Sarah and her mom out of the house, my eyes scanning the surroundings for any signs of danger. We need to get to a safe place, and fast. I can't let Temper catc