Midori smiled as her fist made contact and the grip on her throat was released. However she had little time to dwell in the glory of it for suddenly he turned to her with wild eyes and she felt his hand connect with the side of her face. She yelped with a slight pain and hand flew up to her cheek. Dang, there would def be a bruise there. Eyes grew angry and a sly smile crosed her face as she remembered the .44 caliber pistol that was attached to her hip. She pulled it out quickly and with an elegant grace. "No, my dear sir. You have had it." She wasn't planning on actually shooting him,but he didn't have to know that.

The big man holding Max tighened his grip as the scrawny kid struggled against him. The boss man looked at Max's angry eyes and listened to his words before busting out in a loud obnoxious laugh. "Haha, you? You scrawny little idiot? You really think you could kill me?" His cruel eyes looked to the man holding max and he nodded. "Take him and finish him. But you can choose to let him watch for a little bit..." He turned back just in time to see Midori pull out her gun. He ran up from behind her hitting the gun away from her hand and pressing her up against a wall her front collliding with the brick. "Stop trying sweetheart, just give in." His hands slid up her shirt to her chest, feeling her up as she struggled against him.

She screamed as his cold hands touched her all over underneath her shirt. "Max, oh gawd please help me!"

The gun meanwhile had flown from her hand landing in front of Max...