Serious fighting
It was Saturday, and with help from the sat nav, Abbey had driven Tom’s beat-up old car to the next town to attend a martial arts demonstration illegally and without her mom’s knowledge. They had reached the hall without a problem, but it was not located in the best of areas and had lots of odd characters hanging about, including what Zoe called a group-of-old-men-on-bikes–who looked more like Hell’s Angels to Abbey.
After the show, the girls found a*****e on the next street that sold plastic-sealed sandwiches and cans of Coke, which would have to act as lunch until they could find something better. Retracing their steps to where the car was parked, they ran into the bikers, who saw them, decided that a couple of girls would provide some entertainment, and started circli
