. I treated you so well. I treated you with class, but you have to go and screw up my retirement. I was going to make over a hundred grand helping Whi...e bring his dope to this town, but you had to get in the way."He smacked me again and my nose hit the dashboard. Between the headache, the tears, and the blood, I was ready to curl up in a ball on the floor."Jack, you shot the dog?" It was the only way I could throw suspicion off of me. Internal Affairs was starting to trace the bribe money and I. Jeremy had always been a hands-off kind of guy: his hands were too good to be getting dirty “taking out the trash”. But he'd hardly been a sane and competent individual back in high school, and the addition of booze, drugs, tattoos, and violence into his life since then did nothing to suggest he was on the path to bettering himself.You were so focused on the knife that you had been unguarded against the punch doing its best to break your jaw from one of the thugs, both of whom recovered and. But they were still coming on with bayonets ready and the tail of our retreating line became disorganized as men started to run for cover. The British dragoons were hacking away at the stragglers, and I was trying to find a good target from beside a tree when Washington's cavalry appeared from behind the hill and drove the Redcoat horsemen off. That was one hell of a fight, more like a melee or something rather than an organized battle. I never even fired a shot. There was a lot of hacking and. She spent most of the night sitting alone in a corner near the bar, sipping her ginger ale.She kept glancing at the door wondering if she'd spent enough time there and could get away with a quick "I had a great time but it's late and I've got to get up in the morning".In reality she had a headache and just wanted to go home, but she didn't want to disappoint her friends by leaving too soon. As if anyone would really ask her, she'd thought somewhat bitterly at the time.Then at midnight She had.