ALLISON.

“Get her!” the perverted guy yelled, charging at me.

I sidestepped just in time, letting him crash into the bar. “Nice try!” I shot back.

Damn. This wasn’t what I had in mind when I booked a ticket to Chicago.

Another one lunged at me from the left. I ducked and landed a punch to his gut. He wheezed, stumbling back. “You think you can take me, big boy?” I taunted.

The thought of going against five men at once was frightening. But I guess I got scared for ...