Bang!

The sound of a bottle shattering cut through the air abruptly.

Before he could finish his sentence, Hannah had grabbed an empty bottle and slammed it onto his head.

The shattered glass flew everywhere.

The man, still in shock, clutched his head in disbelief.

“What the…”

Blood was streaming from a gash on his head as he sat dazed in the booth.

He couldn’t even finish his sentence before he toppled over.

Bang!

He hit the floor with a thud.

Silence fell for a moment.

The man’s friends quickly gathered around him, helping him to his feet.

you bitch! What do

hit him like that! Are you looking

“Cormac’s out cold.

Someone call an ambulance!”

half-shattered whisky bottle, stared at the men

“Quit your screaming.

he say I could knock him down

her phone, indicating

his words on

to hear it

she had boldly hit the man with the bottle, it became clear to the other customers that Hannah was no ordinary woman;

loud but their actions timid, hesitant to confront

Paradise with the Compton brothers, and

demeanor, Hannah

longer appeared as confrontational

was as if her actions were

stack of

enough, come by the

stand by my

man’s friends looked at each other,

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