Chapter 270 A Rash Defense

In no time at all, Charlie's face was sporting a new set of colorful bruises. Charlie was not about to just roll over. After taking that hit, he threw one right back at Idris with equal force. In a heartbeat, the two guys were locked in a full-on scrap. Neither was known for pulling punches, but it looked like they were both out for blood, going at it violently. I stood there, stunned for a few seconds, before spinning around to Officer Jackson with a look of sheer panic. "Officer Jackson, you've got to do something to break it up!" Officer Jackson just watched the two go at it, not saying a word. Instead, he gestured to a chair that had been pulled out and said, "Ms. Scott, have a seat." He even offered me a cup of water, which I barely noticed as I was too busy staring at the two men, now both looking pretty roughed up. "Don't worry, we're at the police station. They'll be fine," Officer Jackson finally spoke up. "Mr. Young knows what he's doing." My worry was evident. Watching