Terry curled one finger down. "When time's up, all of you bozos are leaving this place on a stretcher at least—wait! Except you."He pointed at Jeanine with a devilish grin. "You might not even make it out. And when that happens, you won't be exclusive, babe. I'll share you with my homies. Just, you know, consider that."It was a threat—and a potent one. I could feel her trembling behind me. She was close to breaking down.I scanned the surroundings, my mind racing for any possible solution.Suddenly, Lucas stepped in front of me, blocking my view. He smiled and tried to ease the tension. "Mr. Amos, I think we can agree this is a misunderstanding, right? We are with Baron Inc. Our CEO, Mr. Baron Goldman, is on his way. I'm sure we can parley."Lucas suggested, "What if Mr. Goldman offers 1.3 million dollars as compensation for the damage to your nose?"That was effectively Baron Goldman bending the knee—offering that much over a punch Terry had earned fair and square.My employe
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