Innocent Until Proven Otherwise — Chapter 7 — Innocent
Jack crosses the room without touching Freddy. At the buffet, nobody touches the table.
Freddy has a black eye and a lot of anger at two guys. Jack swears they never laid a finger on him.
I could've stopped right there and handled it. But I had a moral commitment to Freddy: don't lay a finger on him. And I had a logistics problem, which was Kim on the other side of the room, with no idea the party was over.
So I started walking toward the buffet.
Freddy came at me again, winding the punch up from way back with his whole arm. I spun 360 degrees around him, like walking around a lamppost, and kept going. He went straight past and only stopped because he hit a pillar.
There was entourage along the way. One came at me head-on and I dropped him with a jab. Another grabbed me by the shirt and went down with the very chair he tried to pick up. The third one I didn't even really see, I just felt the elbow land.
And behind me, the whole time, Freddy.
— GET BACK HERE!
I slipped left. He missed right. I slipped right. He missed left. It was like a dance, except I was the only one who knew the steps.