Out of the corner of my eye I saw the other guy staggering to his feet. I was barely hanging on fighting one guy, I certainly couldn't handle both of them. But I needn't have worried. Scarlett grabbed a big clay flower pot from her desk and brought it down on the poor bastard's head and he went bye-bye again.
Mr. Saint and I were still rolling around, punching and kicking. He landed a punch on the side of my head and I felt like I was falling into a black hole filled with nothingness.
A deep black hole...
Neville Hunt over 4 years ago
Oh dear....!