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Two men burst inside. Tight formation. The ginger and the goatee from the pub. I boot the door right back in their faces. The ginger one takes the brunt of the hit, his nose exploding with blood. I grab the other guy by the arm. I throw him across the room, ripping his gun from his hand in the process.
I eject the clip and toss the pistol aside. The ginger bloke staggers around, trying to get a fix on me. Gun in one hand, broken nose in the other.
I move in fast. Twist his shooting arm. Stab the inside of his wrist with the fork. He yells and lets the gun go. There are lots of nerves in the wrist, you see. Motor functions that control the hand. I pull out the fork and throw an elbow. It connects hard and he drops to the deck.
The one with the goatee comes back at me. He has a backup
