Jake turns back to the two men coming towards him and as they come into reach he punches the first man in the nose, breaking it, and as the man is doubling over, hands to his nose, Jake punches him in the temple, knocking the man to the ground. Before he can fully turn towards the other man, he feels three quick punches to his stomach causing him to double over slightly, breath knocked from his lungs, another two to the face, giving him a split lip and bruised cheek . Just as the man is snaking his hand back for another punch, Jake brings his left leg forward and kicks the man's knee backwards, hearing a sickening tearing sound and then the man's scream of pain. Jake is about to run when he feels white hot pain on the side of his face and turns, albeit rather drunkenly, and sees the first man standing with a gun in his hand, having just pistol whipped Jake. Before he can do anything though, the second man has gripped Jake by his hair and smashes his head into the cafe's brick wall, scraping his head along the bricks for a second before dropping to the ground. Jake kicks out at the man's knee again and , after pushing himself up using the wall for support, tries to make it across the street and away from the men. He feels something burning hot rip through his left shoulder and stumbles, pain causing him to miss the sound of the truck starting. Jake shakily pulls his phone out of his pocket and dials his father's number
"Jake, where are you ? It's been longer than twenty minute." says Malachy by way of greeting.
"Da, get the gun." Jake says, words coming out strained as he grits his teeth against the pain.
"What ? Jake what's happening?" questions the elder Doyle, "Jake?" he questions, after only hearing heavy panting and the raging wind on the other side for a few seconds.
"put me on speaker Da" instructs Jake, knowing he'll only be able to explain once.
Malachy motions for Tinny to turn off the tv when he walks into the living room, and puts him on speaker phone, everyone gathering around him, listening quietly.
"alright Jake, you're on speaker, everyone's here." says Malachy into the phone
"I was talking to Sarah..." pants Jake, leaning against a wall for a second before continuing to jog down the snow covered street.
"and she noticed this truck park a little ways away... these men got out...i told her to run and she did.. then I got into a ...fight with them... shot me.. now I'm running.. just get the gun out... Leslie?"
"I'm here Jake..." she answers him, everyone looking worried.
"get your gun out too...crap!" he says loudly into the phone
"what is it Jake, what's happening ?" asks Rose, putting a hand on Malachy's back in comfort.
"They're following me..." Jake grits out, and they can hear him breathing heavily as he runs.
"Just..get.. the gun...Da.. I got...ahh shit!" yells Jake before the sound of metal hitting flesh can be heard through the phone. They can hear the sound of a body hitting the ground heavily and Jake's yell of pain.
"Shit...shit...shit...shit.." they can hear him moan, sounding far away. They hear the sound of car doors opening and closing and the quiet whisper of footsteps muffled by snow, before they hear Jake yell again and the sound of someone dragging something heavy. The last thing they hear is the sound of car doors once again being opened and closed and then nothing but the howling wind. The family looked at each other painfully worried.