Lucien lunged forward again, cursing furiously as he raised his fist once more.
"You bastard!"
Jake finally snapped out of his shock. He rushed over and wrapped his arms around Lucien to drag him back. Lucien struggled against his grip, shouting as he glared at the old man with barely restrained fury.
"Let me go! I'm not done with this motherfucker yet!"
The short, old researcher, named Doctor Edwin Vane, clutched his bleeding nose, his expression clouded with pain and disbelief.
He seemed unable to comprehend that someone had actually dared to hit him!
Edwin Vane finally seemed to come to his senses, his expression twisting with rage as he pointed a trembling finger at Lucien.
"Who the hell let this crazy person in?!"
He roared.
"Where are the security guards?!"
"How dare he hit me—Edwin Vane?!"
At his furious outburst, the other researchers in the room instinctively stepped back, unwilling to get caught up in the confrontation.
