It was a nagging feeling he could not shake, as he walked down the street.
He turned he corner, three blokes where leaning against the shop window drinking and laughing to each other. Just across from them on a boullard there were a stack of bud bottles.
Without noticing his left hand started to scratch his nose. He drew level with the first man, the third man span round and back kicked the bottles of the bollard.
The middle chap stood of the wall and first man began to flank him. The middle fellow said,” give us your mobile , your wallet and keys”
Graham calmly said “no” as he stepped to his left so that his peripheral vision could pick up the flanking guy.
A mad plee of laughter came from his 10. His heart began to pump faster. He raised his arms slowly and deliberately into fence style guard. As the bloke said,” keys,wallet,mobile.”
“NO”
The man stepped toward’s him… Bang the man was back against the wall. As he had dropped his weight and covered his face with his arms, allowing the elbows to drop in his attack chest as he approached.
Sensing movement from his 3, he ducked under the haymaker that was wildly flying towards him. Sucking up the aggressors space like a vacuum he had the guy’s back. He toe kicked him at the bottom of his calf, and double hand clapped the mans ears.
He quickly replanted his feet and took of left…
