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Chapter 6 by brevdravis brevdravis

This is the time you earn your paycheck.

Gambate! (Go for it)

I eased a foot back, drifting into the standard Mixed Martial Arts stance that signals to almost anyone who watches fights that I'm trained and ready to go. It didn't seem to provoke much of a response, save the one who had asked if I was a cop glancing again towards the exit.

I grinned inwardly. He was the weak link. The one most likely to run from this situation. It's pretty clear he was uncomfortable now that things were risky and was looking for a chance to bail. The only question was if he was more loyal to Mikey than appearances suggested.

"You know, you don't get off that bike, and it's a clear shot to the highway from here." I mentioned, looking him right in the eye. "I'm pretty sure I'll be too busy kicking these guy's ass to get your plate."

His hand drifted back to the ignition key. I noticed out of the corner of my eye that Mikey and the cigarette smoking asshole were moving towards me. The fool still has the cigarette hanging from his lip and a wry expression on his face.

No time. I had to get one of them out of commission NOW.

The guy still on the bike raised himself, his foot coming to about the middle of the bike, and I tensed every muscle in my body to rush the guy. A moment passed, and I noticed that Mikey had stalled his progress about fifteen feet away and was simply looking at the guy on the bike.

"FUCK you Mike, This isn't worth it." The nervous guy shouted as he slamed his foot downwards, kickstarting the bike. He revved the engine rapidly, and I noted that both Mikey and Cigarette Smoking Asshole's shouts in response were completely drowned out by the sound of the revving engine. With a sound of squealing rubber, He raced away through the deserted parking structure, followed for only a few steps by the other two.

I glanced over at Mariko, and noticed that she'd taken the opportunity to quietly edge in my direction. Smart Woman. Two left. Still not great odds, but FAR better than they were even one minute ago. I could always grab Mariko and run, But I didn't know if she's was in any condition to run. Of course, now that the other two's attention was back on me, I could try another bluff, but the odds of that working again were pretty low.

Fight or Flight?

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