Volume 1, No. 1

Banquet / Tyrras ... 31 

The mayor pushed her way into the toilet, then turned to assembled group of men and women, and ordered them out. "Go into the wood if you need to relieve yourselves. March! Out! March!" she barked her commands like a drill sergeant. The men, muttering, the women smirking, turned and shuffled off. She followed them to the door, and then beckoned to someone outside. Two big men, both with rolled up sleeves and loosened ties, came in carrying a tabletop which they set down. They lifted Harioto on it, and then the two diners carried the wounded investor outside to wait for the ambulance. "We treated him better as our prisoner than as our guest," someone muttered in Russian.
Bellamy, Vera, Tanaka and Kostylev followed. "Does it hurt?" Bellamy asked Harioto.
"I am ashamed to say, but yes, Mr. Bellamy, it hurts very much," Harioto replied through clenched teeth. Mish and Yury were pacing nearby.