With Extreme Prejudice part 5
by Lee Hulme
The man in the fleece jacket shoved his way through the crowd and grasped the older man’s shoulder, spinning him around. As the older man staggered slightly, the man in the fleece jacket snapped the heel of his hand upwards into the other man’s nasal bone, sending it splintering into his brain. The older man jerked once, twice, then dropped.
There was a moment of silence from the crowd, long enough for the man in the fleece jacket to check for signs of life in the older man. Seemingly happy with what he discovered – or didn’t – he stood and turned back to Viscura as the crowd erupted with indistinguishable cries.
Blood served, a nudge from Bonitas made the mob break quickly into a run, back to the safety, and sanity of their homes. Soon, only Lily remained, staring in a bewilderment that sat strangely on her face. Continue reading