I knew it would happen sooner or later. Brad Murphy’s gang pounces on me and I’m down on my stomach. Two guys jump on my back. Brad grabs my hair and grinds my face in the dirt. But they’ve tangled with the wrong person. Every muscle in my body is on fire. I buck and roll, sending the two assholes on my back flying.
“Hold him, hold him, for Christ’s sake,” Brad shouts. Continue reading