We started toward the door, using the crates as cover. The smoke was making it hard to breathe and if we didn't reach the exit soon we were going to have to get down and crawl to find some breathable air.
Harrigan was leading the way as I was helping Mason. As he turned the corner of the last stack of crates the bartender tackled him and they went sliding on the floor. Harrigan dropped the gun I'd given him off Gertie's goon that I knocked out.
I leaned Mason against the crates and started toward the two brawling men...
Christopher over 2 years ago
There is. I'll post it and delete 271 and 272 and repost them. Sorry about that.
Christopher over 2 years ago
Okay, sorry. I should've known this close to the end I'd screw it up. It's right now
Christopher over 2 years ago
You can start with the next one and it'll be right,.
Neville Hunt over 2 years ago
Please don’t worry, Christopher, I’m always having to fix drabbles post-hoc. It’s a great Jake yarn!👍
Christopher over 2 years ago
Thanks. I was trying to keep it straight but with posting 10 or 12 a night it was tough.