t briefed them about

Captai Durango's abdu and ordeal.

"So you are in then?" Dwight asked.

"Yep!" the two marines replied unisonous.

"Time to kie gook ass, but good!" Chuck added with a dangerous voice.

"Before we do that, some training is required and we o recruit

some more crew members," Dwight told them. "Meet me tonight at 22:00 hours

at the gate and no uniforms ..."

Wheold them what he had plahey looked at each other, but then

shrugged and nodded.

Dwight waited in his SUV in front of the gate. The engine was running. He

was wearing a black biker jacket, a skin tight white T-Shirt, Jeans and

heavy work boots.

Soon Chud Mike appeared and hopped in the back of the car. Both were

clad in black tank tops, black baggy gym trousers and sneakers.

"I've been told that Wade Rowley is off to L.A.. Usually Brock will then be

out for hustling. Making a few bucks fu' some rich, pot-belly business

men," Dwight explained while he drove off. "We wait until he is finished

with his er and take him down." He poio the back of the car to a

gym bag.

Mike ope and found pepper spray, hand cuffs and baseball clubs.

"Wow!" He hooted," that's some uff for `da cavalry," he grinned and

took the pepper spray.

Chuck grunted an approval and grabbed a baseball club. "That Broeeds to

be taught a lesson. When I am through with that fucker he'll crawl up to `da

base all `da way!"

The brawny wrestler had a score to settle with Brock Rowley anyway, because

Brock had deflowered Chuck's sister and dumped her on the same night. Now

was the time to pay back.