story) /**/ Chapter Two Rory Taylor punched Gina Jackson in the face without blinking. If the little witch thought she could scare Rory into succumbing to her dumb-ass older cousin, she'd had too many beers. The crowd in the bar cheered and jeered as Gina, the local bully, slumped on the nasty cement floor, unmoving. Rory scowled. “Jackass.” “Yeah. Jackass Jackson,” one of the regulars said and dumped half a cup of stale beer over Gina's head. Several of the waitresses snickered. No one in this dive liked the uppity Jacksons, and Gina was low on the like-scale even among her obnoxious brothers and cousins. “Here you go, Rory. On the house.” Bud, the bartender, slid a cold one down the bar with the skill of a true master. She grabbed it, lifted it to him in salute, then took a long, slow drag from it. Man, she'd needed that.
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