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“There he is!” I heard Old Phil shout angrily with a glare directed my way

My eyebroay up there What the fuck, was he mad at me?

The oldbehind, friends following too—and Shan was next to leave the room they’d been in Phil always looked the same, whether it was summer or winter Black shirt, too-shiny material, slacks, and a leather newsboy cap “You wanna blaot some fuckin’ nerve, lad! The shipyard ain’t my turf!”

“Are you shittin’ me?” I blurted out incredulously and threay“Everything south of Whitround, you deh, you send your kid fresh outta kindergarten to do your dirty work”

If looks could kill, he’d pop the vein in his forehead before he had the chance, but he was definitely gonna try And just seeing him actually make a run for it and clench his fist pissed me the hell off Who the fuck did he think he was?

I flinched forward too, and it set everyone else off as well I knew they were gonna come between us in a matter of seconds, but all I needed was one blow

“Oi!” That was several of the Finn

The echoes bounced off the walls as I warded off Phil’s punch and clocked hi crunch

He let out a shout of pain

“You’re done, you hear odda done!”

I was hauled backward and restrained, which could only ht up to me The pressure of his arh I sensed it wasn’t hi else I hadn’t even registered the wayto harip

“Easy,” Finn warned in a low tone “You gotta cool it, Ford”

Two of Lucas’s friends held Phil back too Or they supported him Whatever

I caught a quick glance at Shan and instantly averted ain He was not pleased

I gnashed ed away Finn’s ar rong withworse