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e the earplug barked with the order to continue.
"Three!"
Two men sprang from the group and leapt onto the stage. They took hold of
her by the arms. The girl screamed. With Reon's weak strength, Reon Kadena tried to push
them away.
"It's okay!" one shouted over the din. "We're Soldiers. We're getting you
out of here. Put your clothes on."
Immediately they moved, the others stood up. Two took hold of the table in
front of them and with one great heave broke the forward legs off for use as
clubs. The collection of empty and part-full drinks on the table shattered
onto the floor.
The music stopped.
Silence. What looked like a wall of toughs, fourty strong, advanced on the
little group from the shadows. A few carried knives and clubs.
"You guys aren't leaving here with OUR girl", the one who seemed to be the
leader said. "Or your pay packets!", another added. The others laughed. So
did the Marines.
The onlookers got clear and averted their eyes. They didn't hear anything,
and they absolutely goddamned didn't see anything....
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