Conor spun and jumped back just as a large black vehicle slammed into the curb and stopped inches from Conor, nearly pinning him to the low brick wall surrounding the outdoor eating area. “What the hell mates?” Conor yelled, slamming his hands on the hood. Five men in masks jumped out, each brandishing daggers. “Shit,” Conor said, backing to where Kerrigan and Reilynn were. “Out the back?” Kerrigan asked, just as the door to the store slammed shut and the lock click into place. “Guess that is not an option,” Conor said, grabbing a fork and butter knife off a table. Kerrigan reached down and pulled a small blade from her boot. “Back to back?” Reilynn stepped forward as the first attacker ran up, “Triad, I am the point.” She pulled two extendable batons and flicked them to full length. “We push to the road; Parker will be here momentarily. He will form the quad.” The attackers were hindered by their vehicle blocking the narrow entrance in the brick, so two hopped over the wall wh
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