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Jason numbly reaches out to Misty, needing her support, but also corralling her away from the chaotic scene. He didn't even want to begin thinking how she must be feeling...he didn't even want to begin thinking how he himself should be feeling either.

Dane deposits Jason and Misty in the back room and is about to say something, when the shouts rise behind them. Turning, he shakes his head. "We got some fights over bets out there. Ace, stay put so no one clobbers you. Terry will be in here with your pay and schedule...after this, he ain't gonna want to let you go."

Suddenly Misty and Jason are alone in the room. Jason sits down on the bench and finds himself leaning over to lay on his side. He knew he shouldn't be resting. The police should be here in fifteen minutes at the most. He needed to get up, get his shoes on, get ready to get out of here. But his body ached...how it ached. He could feel the blood running from several different places on his head and face, and his leg felt as though it were on fire.

Swallowing hard, he doesn't try opening his sore eyes. "How 'bout that treat 'eh?" he manages.


Carson blinks in the lights as he finally comes to. He'd been carried to a back room and was laying on a cot with Terry looking down at him.

"Whoa, Eagle, what happened out there."

Carson groans and rolls over to sit up dizzily. "How should I know..."

"That was quite a hit."

"Tell me a bout it," Carson mumbles. It hurt to talk.

"You realize we're gonna have some negotiating to do. A rematch is going to be a must now."

"Mm-hmm." Carson's head was spinning. Jason...Jason...surely he was still here... was he going to blow the whistle? Had he planned to call the cops on the joint now or later? What was his plan? For once, Carson wished he'd paid better attention back at TJY to know what would be going on.


Sheriff Brown doesn't even hesitate to follow Katie's direction. He'd been told too much about her to doubt she knew what she was doing and where she was headed.

Five police cruisers follow Katie across town with no lights or sirens, a SWAT team close behind. Arriving at the building that looked to be abandoned, it doesn't take long for the officers to find the entrance.


Chaos breaks loose. A shout is raised. A policeman's voice announces their arrival and barks orders. A gunshot rings out. People scatter. Everyone is everywhere. The police try to corral people to one side, calling for more backup. People make their way out side entrances to make their getaways. The music is cut. The noise is thunderous as people shout and yell.

Carson's eyes widen at the noise. Before he can even react, Terry is already gone. He stands and goes to the door, one arm holding his ribs. Before he can even open it, an office bursts in and aims a gun. "Get down, now!"