Resurrecting the Genius Within

Chapter 147 Buzz Cut

Around 10.00 PM, the bar was jam–packed.

Isabelle and Jimi occupied a booth, and there were already seven or eight empty bottles on the table.

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“Hey, there. You seem like you can handle your drinks. Want to join me for a drink? If I’m happy, I’ll foot the bill tonight.” a thin guy with a buzz cut came over, drink in hand.

He was trailed by seven or eight pals.

Isabelle and Jim paid him no mind, carrying on their chat and toasting, as though he didn’t exist.

Feeling snubbed, Buzz Cut felt awkward as his smile faded. He plonked himself down next to Isabelle. “Hey, pretty girl. Why are you ignoring me?” he asked, attempting to put his arm around Isabelle. “I’m not a creep. Just trying to make friends.”

But just as he reached out towards Isabelle’s shoulder, his wrist was grabbed by someone else.

He glanced over and met Jim’s smiley face.

“Buddy, keep your hands to yourself,” Jim said.

“I’m talking to her. Why are you butting in? Beat it it you know what’s good for you,” Buzz Cut shap irritated by Jim’s interference. He looked Jim up and down and found his suit jarring.

“I paid for this spot, and you’re telling me to scram?” Jim said while applying pressure to the guy’s wrist, lifting his arm over Isabelle’s head.

pain,

he hadn’t anticipated Jim, who appeared delicate, to be so strong that he couldn’t

him, the guy’s

he rubbed his sore wrist, his

he got up

Jim, putting his arm around Jim’s

what do you do for a living?” he

heard guys these days

dress up

sales?” he inquired.

at bars. You look sharp. Are you in real estate

“Just your average lawyer.”

into laughter, his buddies joining in with

pat. His smile was still plastered on his face, but there was a hint of fierceness in his eyes. “Damn. What a coincidence. Gang members like

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charm the ladies? Is that even legal?” Buzz Cut teased, poking fun at

smiled faintly, quietly

now? Afraid to speak, worried about losing your job if the word gets out? Weren’t you all tough just now?” Buzz Cut

more.

I drag you out for a beatdown and then have this pretty girl have drinks

“You won’t

again, giving Jim’s shoulder

huh?” Buzz Cut’s tone turned sinister. “Now you’re scared? Too late. You picked the wrong person to mess

around Jim’s

rowdy. Should