Tim went down with a strangled cry, then got dragged right back up onto his feet before he had time to think about anything other than owwwwwwww. The entire right side of his face burned. Not actually burned, because he knew what being on fire felt like, but there weren't any better ways of describing being punched in the face without warning. It fucking hurt.

And then the angel Siren was protecting him, trying to pull Jack off him, which instantly made her about ten times hotter in Tim's eyes - but no, she was off-limits, because she was the boss's daughter -

... she was the boss's daughter?

Jack had a daughter?

... And Tim just hit on her.

Kill him now.

He tried to apologise, to her, to Jack, to whatever standards of human decency still existed, but all that came out of his numb mouth was a mumbled piece of nonsense and maybe a little bit of blood, too. He couldn't be sure.