"You want to talk about harassment?!" Nathan bellowed. "What about how you harass me? Showing up here, with that psycho on your arm!"

He threw another punch, but this time Duke dodged, and Nathan's fist went through the side of another crate. This was what Duke did: he ruined everything, but he dodged. He ducked and weaved and everything just slid off him. And then he left.

He never had to stay and live with the consequences of what he did.