"And nosebleeds make your forearm bend in half, do they?" Avery replied, lifting an eyebrow. "If it was a nosebleed, he'd have had blood all down his front, and he didn't, it was on his sleeve and side. And nosebleeds don't just gush like that and then stop." They only had their word for it, that was the problem. No photographic evidence of any kind. He'd checked the socials tagged for that party and nothing showed the injury, it was too dark and blurry, and from the wrong angle. "We know what we saw."