Escape Across the Pond

Chapter 27

During the commotion, my eyes connect with Kate's and we launch our attack at the same time. I jump onto Dominic's back and wrap my legs around his waist and snugly slide my arms around his throat and lean back with all my might once my wrists are locked. I'm hoping to cut off his air supply when Kate runs up and punts his nuts up inside of his body. Dominic struggles to scream or breathe with me trying to crush his windpipe with my scrawny arms wrapped firmly around him. I can hear men yelling and fighting but with Dominic thrashing around trying to get me off of his back while Kate launches punches at him faster than I can keep track of it's a lost cause trying to see what the hell is happening around me.

"You bloody fuckin minger! Thought you'd get the better of us did ye?" Kate yells while connecting a beautiful uppercut that sends Dominic's head flying back right into mine making me see stars all over again. I ungracefully fall to the ground behind Dominic. "Bugger. Sorry, Cora." I hear Kate call in my direction over Dominic's fits of coughs and grunts. Then, it's me who's grunting. I'm trying to scrape myself back off the floor when Dom trips backward over me trying to get away from Kate's fists of fury. He falls to the ground beside me wheezing, still trying to catch his breath.

I'm renewed with energy seeing him rumpled on the floor like he's left me time and time again so I kick him straight in the ribs and then try to scramble to my feet again to pick up where Kate left off. Once I'm standing, I have to take a moment to stop my head from spinning and that's when I see him.

Alex is just ten feet away with what looks like a big ass pipe in his hands. He's clearly been playing piñata with my two unwanted accessories. He has blood on his knuckles and it looks like that split in his eyebrow has opened back up because I can see the trail of blood down the side of his face. The glow of the orange flames makes him look downright sinister with his tattoos looking dark against his pale skin in the light.

One of the goons recovered and I saw him prepare to grab Alex from behind. My eyes widen and I open my mouth to yell something, anything, but Alex must read the look on my face. He spins quickly and drops down while extending his metal pipe like a baseball bat. I hear the crack when it connects with goon #2 and I'm sure that his knee will never work properly ever again. I hear him roar out in pain and collapse to the ground.

Then, I hear something that sounds like a stone hitting flesh. I turn to see an enraged Bash slamming one guy into the wall while another is trying to get back up off the floor, although it seems to be a struggle for him. Bash towers over his victim and I'm pretty sure that if the guy hasn't shit himself yet it'll be happening any second.

Then, of all things, I hear laughter. I quickly look over to see the twins by the stairs that lead to the exit. They've blocked it off and I've never seen Killian look so murderous. He's swinging a long length of chain at a man that looks like he just wants to get the hell out of there but can't without losing teeth when it hits him in the face.

The laughter is coming from his twin who looks like a kid at Disneyworld running around punching anyone not belonging to our group with a pair of what I think might be brass knuckles and laughing like a manic loon while doing so. I've seen Fin happy before but he looks downright elated at the moment. I'm so lost in the moment of the absolutely bizarre free for all happening in front of me that I don't realize what's happening behind me.

I hear Kate scream and I look behind me to see her clutching her arm and the blood running between her fingers. My feet are already heading in her direction. I see Dominic holding the knife he used to cut Kate free and I'm scared of what else he might do. "Ow! You fuckin cunt! You pulled the knife because you're gettin your arse kicked by a couple of lasses." Kate yells, still holding her arm.

I see the knife in Dom's hand and I'm just about to go for it when Alex snatches me backward by my shoulder. I want to scream at him to let go and help but then Dom is no longer standing in front of me. In a blur of movement right in front of me, a gigantic Bash practically flattens Dominic in an impressive blindside football tackle. Or would it be rugby here? Shit. I've lost the plot.