‘Can I help you?’ she asked, while sizing up her options, and counted what she had in her favour: a handbag and her wits.
She could probably hospitalize two of them, but the others might take offense. She also didn’t know how well trained she was in this existence. It was all right dropping to a Judo stance, and letting-fly when you were a black-belt in every martial-art known to man; it was another thing entirely to try it with a body that had been brought up on pony riding and Girls School manners.
‘Go back to your kitchen,’ said the loudmouth from earlier.
‘Don’t have one,’ she said with an honest smile.
* * *
A few moments later she was sitting outside the cafe, gingerly touching her split lip. The bastard had actually had the fucking gall to hit her! She’d tried fighting the men off, but it turned out her body was used to using a hockey stick to get a point across.
She looked back at the sign. It said:
No Abos No Women No Collingwood supporters‘That’s a bit unpleasant,’ she said, frowning. ‘BSD must mean Big Stupid Dick-heads.’
She looked up at a familiar sound, realising that unpleasant had only been the beginning.
Sirens wailed in the distance. That bastard Colin must have called the cops, dammit! He always had been a little wanker.
She grinned momentarily at her pun.
A beat-up car screeched to a halt in front of her and the front-passenger door flew open.
‘Get in!’ yelled a female voice. ‘The cops are coming for you!’
Daisy sized up her options and decided she definitely couldn’t run in the heels she was wearing. She got in, closed the door, and fastened the seatbelt. She’d spent three years in braces and didn’t want to lose her nice smile the next time the driver braked.
A woman in the back seat opened her door and threw something out. There was the particular sound of something large and metal bouncing on concrete.
Ting-Ting-Ting it went, as the car accelerated into the distance. By the third bounce they were a hundred meters away and still accelerating.
Daisy glanced down into the mirror as something surprising happened.
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