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Ryan glared at Peter and Peter glared in return. Neither liked the situation. "Get us to town, Peter, and I might go easy on you," Ryan snapped.

"Are you really in the position to argue with me?" Peter growled, "Maybe I'll just sit here, take a load off... stretch my legs," He folded his arms with the keys in a clenched fist.

"You son of a bitch!" Ryan shouted, throwing a punch. Peter's head smacked into the side window. Both started to scuffle, throwing punches in the front seat. At one point, Peter got Ryan in a head lock. He squeezed his head until it turned purple as a grape and then Ryan threw a sharp elbow up into Peter's rib cage. He fell back in his seat with the breath knocked out of him.

Ryan grabbed Peter by the ear, nearly knocking him into the steering wheel. "Drive us to the damn hospital now OR I drive and at the closest cliff, I finish the job those two knuckleheads out there couldn't do!"

Peter tried to pull away but Ryan's grip was strong. "Fine! Just let go! I'm not a fucking kid," he grumbled. With a twist of his wrist, he started the car back up and roared back down the road.

Ryan turned to see Merian and Emily. "How's everything back here?"