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that, and I haven’t said anything about this to anyone, not the Shore Patrol, not the Admiral, nobody. That’s the way she wanted it.”
“Said what, Cho? Spit it out.”
“Well, it was kind of Kuragin’s fault, or at least I thought so at the time. I mean, if he hadn’t been so loud, we might have been able to slip out of that gin joint unnoticed. I didn’t think we’d been marked beforehand. But, it’s just…”
“Just what?” Perry roared.
“It’s just that these guys seemed too coordinated for something that’s supposed to be spontaneous. Kuragin started yelling something to me from the bar, where he was apparently negotiating with one of the locals about a jazz club he wanted to take us to, when two guys hit him from behind, for no reason I could figure. Then they’re kicking him before he can get off the floor, so I get out of the booth to help him, because what else am I supposed to do, just leave him there?”
“And Emily, where’s she during all this?”
“I thought she stayed in the booth, but I guess she must have followed me out. Anyway, I pull the two guys off Kuragin, and before I know it, like six more guys, big dudes too, looking like dockworkers or something, they’re all over us, and the whole fight spills out a side door into the alley. At one point, Kuragin gets upended into a dumpster and hits his head, or something—he ended up needing a few stitches—and he’s kinda stunned by the blow, and I’m thinking we’re in for the beating of our lives… and over what? The next thing I know, no one’s trying to hit me anymore. Actually I’m wedged in next to some banana crates or something, sort of upside-down, and what’s left of them are circling around her, like at least four guys. A few others were already lying in a heap across the alley. Anyway, right about then I could swear one of them says something in Chinese. My Mandarin’s not so good, but I think he said “ riben guizi .”
“What’s that mean?” Perry asked, his face ashen with anticipation.
“ Guizi is just slang for foreigners, you know, devils or demons. But riben is the term for the Japanese. The guy’s telling them to get the Japanese devil, like they’d been expecting to find her there.”
“Holy crap. What did you do?”
“Me? What could I do? I was all wedged in, man. Besides, she settled with them all by herself. That girl really is like some sort of demon in a fight. I mean, there I am, watching the scene upside-down, and the biggest guy grabs her from behind in a bear hug, and one of the others has a sack he’s gonna put over her head. And it looks like she’s not even resisting, like she’s gonna let them carry her off.”
Slack-jawed and saucer-eyed, Perry listened to this part of the story without breathing.
“I’m not entirely certain what happened next, how she did it, some sort of joint-lock, but the big guy lets out this shriek, and she’s managed to pry one hand off and twist it down hard—man, she must have strong hands, but you’d never guess it just to look at her—anyway, this guy who’s like twice her size goes tumbling into Kuragin’s dumpster. And his arm and shoulder are totally bent the wrong way. Meanwhile, the guy with the sack tries to kick her in the face, and she just ducks under his kick, and hooks his foot with hers when he tries to bring it down again. Then she jerks him forward with it, and he’s screaming like she’s tearing him in half or something, ’cause he ends up in this hideous split. Man, that had to hurt. It hurts just to think about it. Anyway, when he falls towards her, she chops him across the throat, and I really don’t know how he could have survived a blow like that. The next thing, I must have blacked out, or something, or maybe she was moving too fast for me to see clearly, but she just mowed the rest of those guys down, like they’re tall grass. At one point, it’s like she’s spinning through the air at these two guys,
“Said what, Cho? Spit it out.”
“Well, it was kind of Kuragin’s fault, or at least I thought so at the time. I mean, if he hadn’t been so loud, we might have been able to slip out of that gin joint unnoticed. I didn’t think we’d been marked beforehand. But, it’s just…”
“Just what?” Perry roared.
“It’s just that these guys seemed too coordinated for something that’s supposed to be spontaneous. Kuragin started yelling something to me from the bar, where he was apparently negotiating with one of the locals about a jazz club he wanted to take us to, when two guys hit him from behind, for no reason I could figure. Then they’re kicking him before he can get off the floor, so I get out of the booth to help him, because what else am I supposed to do, just leave him there?”
“And Emily, where’s she during all this?”
“I thought she stayed in the booth, but I guess she must have followed me out. Anyway, I pull the two guys off Kuragin, and before I know it, like six more guys, big dudes too, looking like dockworkers or something, they’re all over us, and the whole fight spills out a side door into the alley. At one point, Kuragin gets upended into a dumpster and hits his head, or something—he ended up needing a few stitches—and he’s kinda stunned by the blow, and I’m thinking we’re in for the beating of our lives… and over what? The next thing I know, no one’s trying to hit me anymore. Actually I’m wedged in next to some banana crates or something, sort of upside-down, and what’s left of them are circling around her, like at least four guys. A few others were already lying in a heap across the alley. Anyway, right about then I could swear one of them says something in Chinese. My Mandarin’s not so good, but I think he said “ riben guizi .”
“What’s that mean?” Perry asked, his face ashen with anticipation.
“ Guizi is just slang for foreigners, you know, devils or demons. But riben is the term for the Japanese. The guy’s telling them to get the Japanese devil, like they’d been expecting to find her there.”
“Holy crap. What did you do?”
“Me? What could I do? I was all wedged in, man. Besides, she settled with them all by herself. That girl really is like some sort of demon in a fight. I mean, there I am, watching the scene upside-down, and the biggest guy grabs her from behind in a bear hug, and one of the others has a sack he’s gonna put over her head. And it looks like she’s not even resisting, like she’s gonna let them carry her off.”
Slack-jawed and saucer-eyed, Perry listened to this part of the story without breathing.
“I’m not entirely certain what happened next, how she did it, some sort of joint-lock, but the big guy lets out this shriek, and she’s managed to pry one hand off and twist it down hard—man, she must have strong hands, but you’d never guess it just to look at her—anyway, this guy who’s like twice her size goes tumbling into Kuragin’s dumpster. And his arm and shoulder are totally bent the wrong way. Meanwhile, the guy with the sack tries to kick her in the face, and she just ducks under his kick, and hooks his foot with hers when he tries to bring it down again. Then she jerks him forward with it, and he’s screaming like she’s tearing him in half or something, ’cause he ends up in this hideous split. Man, that had to hurt. It hurts just to think about it. Anyway, when he falls towards her, she chops him across the throat, and I really don’t know how he could have survived a blow like that. The next thing, I must have blacked out, or something, or maybe she was moving too fast for me to see clearly, but she just mowed the rest of those guys down, like they’re tall grass. At one point, it’s like she’s spinning through the air at these two guys,
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