Vivian barely had time to react as the attacker moved super fast. Even with her quick dodge to shield her head, her left shoulder took the full force of the hit. Pain zinged through her, but she bit down to stop herself from yelling out.
The attacker spoke first, "What's your game? Why are you tailing us?"
"What's my game?" Vivian shot back, rubbing her aching shoulder, "I reckon that's my question to you! Kidnapping in broad daylight? Seriously?"
"Missy!" A middle-aged bloke chimed in, his eyes all bloodshot. "You don't sound like you're from around here. If you aren't an islander, you'd best stick to your business. Won't end well if you stick your nose in."
He'd barely finished when a younger guy up front urged, "Dad, quit the yakking! Don't waste time on her. We gotta move, or littl
