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The night hadn’t started craptastically, but it had gone there with a skip in its step in no tie boys with too much of their daddies’ money decided that they wanted to crash The Club Zeke had been sent to support Luis, their bouncer S the escalation punctuated by a beer bottle thrown at Luis
He’d ducked, but the glass shattering against the brick wall sent shrapnel spinning out Zeke, who’d been dealing with a different prick, caught a chunk of it with his forehead, in addition to getting splashed by the brew Once the blood started flowing, two of the kids juet into the building by force
Zeke enjoyed putting them down Due to Mr Mak’s reputation, it was necessary to do that quickly, quietly, and with the least amount of fuss possible There was no need to involve the police once the young round; Preston simply called their fathers and the problem resolved itself
The cut he’d gotten, not so ht to hi while he disappeared back to the Suits’ building Once he was safely out of sight of the patrons, a concerned Beebee had descended on hiy to convince her that he didn’t need to go to the hospital Okay, so heif she didn’t leave him alone, but how could he explain to her that this little injury was hell and gone from the torture he’d endured as a POW?
She backed off once she realized his threat was serious She still called Mr Mak, but it was detero to the hospital unless he couldn’t handle the injury himself It only took five es and superglue The cluster caht above his left eyebrow, slicing back toward his hairline It must have been too much to ask that it could be hidden by his hair At least three days away from work to see if it healed up Once he didn’t look like he’d been in a barroom brawl, he’d be back in the rotation
“Irish? You in here?”
Preston co
“Showering,” Zeke called back He shut off the water and grabbed a towel, drying off before wrapping it around his waist and e against a locker
“Boss said you’re getting ti at Zeke’s head
“Nothing serious, but in a fecking awful place”
Preston gave a lohistle when Zeke turned his head to show him “Damn No way to hide that Sorry about the little shits”
Zeke shrugged “Part of the job, right?”
Preston’s se “Let’s just say they’re unlikely to cause any problems in the future”
A grin tugged at the corners of Zeke's et dressed “Daddy not to happy?”
Silence Then he realized why A glance over his shoulder confirhtened and turned back, crossing his ar his boss didn’t ask any questions “Sir?”