“Don’t move,” I tell her. She’s safe where she is. I don’t want anyone trampling her. My heart beats hard. I love a goddamn fight as much as Saturday night. Beef has the fire extinguisher out. He catches a townie in the face with a harsh spray of foam. A taller guy nearly catches me in the jaw when I turn my head, but I grab him by his shirt and shove him into the wall. I spin around and take in the chaos.
