Two guys in trench coats and fedoras came through the front door and made a beeline to the table Mason and I were sitting at.
"Excuse me, gentlemen. Can we speak to you outside for a moment?"
I saw Grinn glance in our direction and say, "Uh-oh! Looks like someone can't pay their bar tab!"
I wanted to create a scene. I'd rather face those guys in front of all those people than in a dark alley so I looked up at Grinn and yelled, "You come down here and say that, you little shit!"
Then the unexpected happened...
Neville Hunt almost 3 years ago
An almost pre-emptive strategy, catalysed by Grinn’s cheap attempt at humour! You picked up that snivelling little rodent’s baton well Jake!
Christopher almost 3 years ago
Thanks, Neville.