All you can do when Russians are chasing you. — A story in 100 words.
Tyler ran by: “Shit went sideways back there, we gotta jet. LIKE NOW!”
Steph yelled: “Guys! Wait up!”
I looked back: “Well, maybe drop the cigarette Steph!”
“Fuck you Mark!”
Tyler slowed down a little: “I think we’re OK for a minute.”
“Long enough to take a smoke break?”
Tyler just held out his hand, palm up in Steph’s direction: “What are we gonna do? Leave her?”
Winded, she caught up: “Thank …you …Tyler.”
Eying them both, I had to ask: “So, which of you two is gonna tell me what happened?”
Steph shrugged: “Les, lost …his …shit.”
“So you’ve said. How?”
Tyler was a little more forthcoming: “Dude, your bro-ther fuck-ing SNAPPED!”