Jack was alone in the mission and waited anxiously for Greg to return. He watched the door and saw a dark-haired man pause outside, then enter. The tall man looked around, then focused on Jack. He recognized Jack from the photo. He strode over to the table.
"Can I help you, sir?" Jack innocently asked.
"Yeah," Chad barked. "Stay away from Norma!"
"I BEG your pardon?" Jack responded.
"You heard me. Keep away from my girl, squirt."
"Are you her husband?" Jack asked feeling disappointed that Norma did have an involvement.
Chad reached out and grabbed Jack by his undershirt and lifted him so their faces were almost touching. Jack's shoulder started throbbing from the pressure.
"Just cut the cute stuff, understand," Chad growled, shoving Jack back in the chair.
"I haven't come onto your girl, fella," Jack said defensively.
"Oh no? I can see it in her eyes. There's been a change. So why don't you just get your things and get out of here?"
"I'm a guest here and by her invitation. I'll leave when I feel I'm ready!" Jack said starting to feel annoyed by the bullying man, especially when the accusations were unfounded, at least from his own vantage point.
"I say you're ready now," Chad said seething. He grabbed Jack again and threw him towards the doorway. Jack hit the floor on his already injured shoulder. He almost passed out when the searing pain ripped down his arm, but Chad was instantly on him again. Jack couldn't offer any resistance to the jealously raging maniac. Chad reached down and picked up Jack as easily as a little girl could pick up a rag doll and shook him mercilessly. Chad then threw Jack down on one of the tables. Jack felt the table give way underneath him accompanied by a loud cracking sound. Jack was at the verge of passing out when he heard a woman's voice shout, "CHAD!"
Chad, startled, looked in the direction of the voice. Jack couldn't maintain consciousness any longer and let oblivion envelop him.
Norma had entered on her way to shop for Jack and had come upon the terrible scene.