John lay on a mattress his friend Martin putting a gauze on his knee. "You really didn't need to jump from the trees to surprise them did you?" Martin asked him a look of amusement on his face.
John sipped his beer thoughtfully, "No I suppose I didn't, but it worked didn't it? They ran away right?"
"That wasn't you genius, that was Ethan. You jumped on their backup. I suppose that did help a lot though otherwise Ethan's plan might not have worked," Martin explained.
"Where is he anyway?"
A grim look came over Martin's face, "They got him." With that comment Martin left.
John sat up and wiped some paint splatter of his aviator sunglasses. The girls kept leading the assault, even though Ethan was not much of a fighter in conventional fighting he had proved he knew how to fight, true it was in his own way, but it worked. They needed a chance to get Ethan back, and to do that they needed to bring the fight to the girls.
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