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“No bother at all, ma’am,” Big Mike said softly, standing to his full, towering height. “Actually, why don’t you both sit with us? We were just about to order dessert. Our treat.”
It wasn’t a suggestion.
Her composure cracked. Tears filled her eyes. “Please,” she whispered. “You don’t understand. He’ll kill us.”
“Look around this table,” Mike replied firmly. “Every man here has stood up to bullies before. Every one of us has protected the innocent. That’s who we are. Now tell us—are you in danger?”
Her silent, trembling nod was all the confirmation they needed.
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