A police officer who had given chase kicked the scrawny man to the ground and expertly cuffed him.
Only after removing the items he was carrying did they feel safe enough to have a colleague shove him into a car and drive away.
Meanwhile, Ray Reid slowly leaned against the wall, then slid down to sit on the floor.
'I'm so exhausted. I need to recover some strength quickly, then I can figure out how to take these three down with me.'
The rattling of the iron chain caught Keith Garrison's attention.
He glanced back, and after seeing Ray Reid sitting on the floor, he let out a sneer and turned his gaze back to the window.
'Ray Reid can't run away, anyway. There are no outsiders here, so there's no need to waste energy on him.'
Shane Lynch, however, hadn't paid Ray Reid any mind from the very start. To him, Ray Reid was a dead man walking.
'And there's no point paying attention to a dead man.'
