Chapter 38

• None of them is in particularly good shape, but they’re wasted, and that means they’re not thinking clearly and may be looking for a fight. Which is fine. It would give this woman plenty of time to get inside, and they’re making enough noise that hopefully a few of the neighbors will hear the ruckus, even if they can’t see it through the large trees lining the sidewalk.
• “So you and your loser friends can go back to harassing some poor woman trying to put out her goddamn garbage? I don’t fucking think so.” I glance down at the guy’s jacket and notice a company logo on it. And I know the place. It’s where I take my truck for servicing, and I’ve talked to the owner a few times because he knows my dad. “Don’t think Hank would be very happy to find out his employees are sexually harassing random women.” I flick him in the chest, and he comes at me, which I anticipate. I block his shot and go low, shoving my shoulder into his stomach, setting him off balance too.
• The guy who ended up on the ground is struggling to his feet. The third one, who looks like he hasn’t eaten a good meal in weeks, takes a couple of steps back, maybe realizing his odds aren’t great.