CH. 2 FAST JACK
He was moving along smoothly as the wheels clicked over the separations in the sidewalk- tic-tic-tic. The two gang members had been watching Jack for a few minutes, they noticed he was dressed nicely and looked as if he might have a bit of cash. They were eager to rip him off and get a few bucks; they were both older gangers and had been gangers since they were younger. This was going to be easy as they walked up to Jack.
“Hey man, you get around in dat wheelchair man.”
Jack didn’t respond but just kept tic-tic-tic. “Hey man, I’s yakin at ya.”
“Fuck off, punks.” Snapped Jack”
The two gangers looked at each other and grinned. “Hey bro, we need some cash.”
Jack stopped his wheelchair and looked up at the two punks, “You boys better get home before you get hurt.”
“Youse a smart mouth muther for a dickhead.”
Then the larger of the two reached out to grab Jack with his left hand and his right hand produced a six inch switchblade. Jack was faster than Muhammad Ali thrusting a jab. He caught the punks left hand and twisted it back and down with his strength and rammed his fist into the punk’s face knocking him flat on his ass. The other Punk froze for a second at the speed of this homey in the wheelchair.
He then reached for his blade but as he did Jack threw a three point Ninja star and stuck him in the forehead. The other one got off the ground bleeding from the mouth profusely. The ganger pulled a gun from his hip, as his hand was swinging to get a shot, Jack thumped his elbow against his side and a wrist gun strapped to his forearm snapped into Jack`s hand--- `kapow`. The wrist gun instantly stopped the assailant’s life forces and he dropped lifeless to the ground.
The quiet was deafening as Jack stared at the two on the ground. The blood coloring the black pavement, spilling the man’s life.
As the confrontation was happening a bystander caught the action on a video camera and recorded the entire incident. The bystander was a video hobbyist who often would film the street from his apartment window with his camera and telephoto lens. He happened to see the drama unfold and grabbed his camera off the window sill where he kept it handy, and then he called 911 and the local TV station.
The SFPD had arrived talking to Jack and the video man.
“We reviewed the video that the witness took; you definitely acted in self defense.”
“Had no choice officer.”
“You have a permit to carry a gun?”
“Yes sir.” Jack retrieved the permit from his billfold
Morning News-KJTV-(SAN FRANCISCO
They ran the video revealing the assault.
“This is KJTVI speaking to Jack Frazzel who was attacked by two assailants which he dispatched with lighting speed and deft maneuvers from his wheelchair. Mr. Frazzel you must have had training to react as quickly as you did and you used a Ninja type devise to thwart one of the assailants. What kind of training do you have?”
“I’m an x-seal retired from the Navy.”
“It’s obvious the way you defended yourself. It was dangerous to take on two but you didn’t hesitate.”
“It was my training I acted instinctively without thinking.”
“From the video it was evident they meant harm.”
“Yes, I had no choice.”
“As you can see Jack Frazzel defended himself from certain harm. We are grateful for the witness who filmed this; this is Connie Brinks from KJTV from San Francisco.”
The interview closed, Ron Papasinsky was watching the telecast from his private detective office as he was finishing a case his agency had closed. That was impressive for a guy in a wheel chair; he was fast and methodical defending himself. I might have a job for him. Ron called Jack and Jack agreed to come by his detective agency. Christy his daughter asked when Jack was coming to the agency,
she was impressed watching the video.