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"Your parents sound like good people." John told Amariah, looking over the message sent to his phone. "It seems that Lochlyn's people kidnapped my friend's girl. We may have to cut this date short." John said.

Whether they decided to end the date or not wouldn't matter, a small blue cargo truck similar to those used for moving furniture and the like came driving down the street.

As it was going to pass right by the restaurant it turned suddenly and came crashing into the building. John moved to grab Amariah and pull her down as several men and women in blue paramilitary uniforms jumped from the back of the truck.

Their weapons aimed around to keep anyone from getting the jump on them.

"Mr. Breaux, you can enter now. Lochlyn will be happy, they have nowhere to go." One of the attackers said.