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"Where do you think you're going, beautiful?" Rob stood in front of Tony's female clients, two of his g**g with him. When the ladies tried to move one way, they blocked them. "We're going to have some fun together. You don't want to leave now."
Tony froze. His four male clients picked themselves up off the grass when the rest of Rob's g**g descended on them. "Wait! Rob, you don't have to do this. We're just using this space for some little exercises."
What was he doing? He sounded like a coward, backing down to bullies. Rob's friends were seasoned thugs, prone to violent outbursts. His clients weren't fighters. "What do you say, hmm? Let us go about our business?"
On their feet, his male clients were surrounded by five of Rob's crew. They circled his people, his responsibility. When
