Ray scoffed at Stroke's words. 'We got no allegiance to shit like you,' he hissed and turned towards his friends. 'Just to each other.'
''That's damn right,' Jane added with a scoff of her own. 'You think we're stupid? We go down there, we're dead.'
'You got Father Maski all wrong, man,' Stroke grinned. 'He wants you to come and party on Friday. And he's offering wolf protection. He wants to look out for you. Who else is gonna do that?'
Ray got up unsteadily, his feet wobbling. 'We got all we need right here.'
'Yeah?' Stroke asked with a nasty smirk. 'Well, not for long.'
As if he'd been signaled, the big ebony guy hurled his baseball bat at Jane, who yelped and fell back. Ray turned instinctively towards her, and Stroke kicked the gun from his hand. The other intruder brought his own bat down on Ray's head.
'No!' Rolland roared.