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glass at his feet, dropped it in the plastic-lined trash can and left the apartment.

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    S TONY HIT the streets, hands in pockets, nose aimed at the pavement. He walked half a block before he heard shouts. Mott was running toward him, bloody handkerchief to his face, followed by two Mott-sized guys brandishing baseball bats. At first he thought they were chasing Mott, but when one of them pointed to Stony—"There he is!"—Stony turned and tore ass back to Cheri's. He took the stairs four at a time up to the third floor.
    "Cheri!" Stony pounded on the door for fifteen seconds until he heard shuffling slippers.
    "What n..."
    He pushed past her indignant face, slammed the door. "Mott's comin' up the stairs wit' two guys." He leaned spread-eagled against the door, panting.
    "What!?" Cheri didn't know whether to be angry or scared, settled on stunned.
    A commotion in the hall. Stony almost jumped into Cheri's arms as one of Mott's friends decided to play home run derby with the door, the resounding boom rattling the dishes in the kitchen.
    "C'mout, De Coco, yah cocksuckah!"
    "Right away!" Stony shouted back.
    Another explosion of wood and metal. Cheri stood catatonic, eyes as big as half dollars. She made a halfhearted grab at Stony's arm as he raced into the living room, lugged and yanked the couch back into the hallway, jamming it lengthways between the door and the near wall. Two bats going at once like the Fourth of July.
    "I'll kill yah, De Coco!"
    With every smack on the door Stony took one step in a different direction, making a full circle after five shots, his hair a nest of sweaty ringlets. After every smack Cheri twitched convulsively as if she was warming up for an epileptic fit. Stony finally shoved/ushered her into her bedroom, slammed the door, ran into the kitchen and grabbed the phone. After six rings: "Ma!"
    "Stony?"
    "Where's Pop?"
    "He's out. You think I ever know where..."
    Stony hung up and dialed again.
    "Yo."
    "Chubby!"
    "Hey, Stones, wh—"
    "Chubby! You gotta help me! Three guys are after my ass wit' bats. I'm gonna get creamed. Hurry!"
    Stony slammed the phone down, walked in little circles. "Shit!" He grabbed the phone again. Chubby picked it up on the first ring. "I'm at Cheri's. Three-two-o-one Bainbridge. Hurry!"
    Stony ran into Cheri's bedroom. From the sounds at the door Stony guessed the two lummoxes were trying to shoulder-butt the door down. Cheri started crying. Stony sat her down on the bed, squeezing her shoulder. "Chubby'll be here in ten minutes." His hand strayed down to her tit. Her nipple was erect. He was pretty erect himself. She didn't seem to notice, just stared at the far wall. He debated laying her down on the bed, but a renewed barrage of bat blasts had him on his feet. He ran into the foyer, the door trembled with each blow, but the couch held it shut. He high-jumped the couch into the living room and hung his head out the window scanning the empty street for Chubby's car. After five minutes, an orange-and-cream Impala careened screaming up Bainbridge, coming to a rocking stop in front of the building. Chubby burst out of the driver's side, carrying a five-foot-long broom handle.
    "Chubby!" Stony almost fell out the window. Chubby looked up, saw Stony on the third floor waving his arms in desperation like a woman at the window of a burning building. Chubby swung his weapon over his head, let out a battle cry and charged into the building. Stony did a little war dance in the living room, laughing gleefully, ran into the kitchen, grabbed a wax applicator, took a few practice swings smacking the kitchen door. Cheri screamed, running from the bedroom into the bathroom, slamming the bathroom door. Stony stood in the foyer, waited until he heard the stairway door burst open, shoved the couch out of his way and stood poised at the locked door holding his pole like a bayonet.
    "What the fuck?" one of them said.
    When Stony heard Chubby yell in the hallway, he unlocked the door and came