Beyond Blue by Austin S. Camacho

Author:Austin S. Camacho
Language: eng
Format: epub
Publisher: Intrigue Publishing LLC
Published: 2014-10-14T04:00:00+00:00

Chapter Sixteen

Mike stepped forward and swung his huge right fist at Gunny’s head. Gunny easily slapped it away with a palm and waited. That, he knew, was just a test punch, to see what he was up against. Next came a wild left, and a quick right jab. Gunny dodged them both. When Mike tried a left hook, Gunny took it on his elbow and slammed his own left into Mike’s jaw. Mike’s head rolled backward but he stayed on his feet. Anger flared from his eyes. Soon he would commit.

A battle of giants like this one was similar to sumo wrestling in that the final clash didn’t last very long. Gunny didn’t want to tear up the restaurant, he just wanted to put this big Sicilian in his place. He was just waiting for the other man to overstep himself.

When it came it was quick. Mike roared in rage, feinted with a right, and shot a left cross forward, very fast. Gunny was faster, spinning with the punch and stepping in to capture Mike’s jacket lapels in both hands. Gunny’s left leg went wide, his left elbow digging into Mike’s solar plexus as he turned.

Gunny had studied judo as a sport since grade school, and had attained his third degree black belt before he left the Marine Corps. He slammed his hip into Mike’s body almost without thinking, wheeling the bigger man over it and into the air. Mike had no control of his movement, but Gunny did, making sure he landed flat on his back instead of his head. As the air rushed out of Mike’s lungs, Gunny stepped over his captured left arm and sat down hard on Mike’s chest. Mike’s arm was vertical, controlled by Gunny’s legs and hands. A simple thumb lock allowed Gunny to administer pain in controlled, measured doses. Mike grimaced, but didn’t fight.

“Now, you want to stop this nonsense?” Gunny asked in a friendly voice. “It’s hard to hold a slice of pizza without a thumb.”

Mike stayed silent for about ten seconds as Gunny increased the pressure very gradually. Gunny saw the sweat begin to rise on Mike’s forehead just before he mumbled, “Okay.”

“Excuse me?” Gunny said.

“Okay,” Mike bellowed in response. “Let go of me.”

“Sure thing, partner,” Gunny said, standing. “We’re on the same side, after all.” He stepped away from Mike before letting go of his arm. Mike was on his feet in an instant, cradling his hand. Gunny surveyed the bar now that he could spare the attention. Beyond the self-serve buffet, Lorenzo Lucania was talking to an excited Chinese manager. The conversation cooled as Lucania stuffed a hundred-dollar bill into the man’s shirt pocket. Closer to him, Gus was looking from Mike to Gunny to Lucania, looking professionally neutral. Robbie, a younger man, was just starting to chuckle. Gunny didn’t like that. He didn’t want to make enemies, and it would be a bad thing to take down Mike’s pride. He waited for Robbie to speak.

“Oh man, Mike, he really…”

Gunny interrupted him.

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