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"Thanks so much Vince." Jack said as they exited the 9th precinct in New York City.
"No problem Jack." Vince said. "I still can't believe you were the one arrested. He's the one who threw the first punch. I never could stand Hunter."
"Rich snob." Jack agreed. He turned to Hannah who had been quiet the whole time. "Next time let's skip wrestling and go to a Met's game. I hated that stuff." He didn't see the surprised look on Vince's face.
"Really?" She asked. "I thought it was fun especially the fist fight."
"Don't worry Jack." Vince said as he signaled for a cab. "If you are ever in Orlando, I'll get you a ticket for TNA. Now that's good wrestling. We keep the pre madonna's to a limit."
Jack just laughed. "I'm sure." He said as he got into the cab.
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"Hunter," Linda said as her son-in-law entered the hotel room a couple of days later. "I really think you should drop the charges against Jack Doeman."
"Linda you heard what he said about Shane! I wasn't going to stand for it. Shane and I had our problems in the past but we grew up together. That punk did nothing but disrespect our family. I want him to pay for it."
"Hunter you can't deck every fan that says something about Shane." Stephanie reminded her husband. "Besides he'll probably counter sue you because you punched him first."
"I guess you are right Steph." Hunter said still seething. If he ever ran into Jack again, the little punk would pay.
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A woman sat on a porch sipping a glass of wine with a folder spread across her lap. Her calico cat lay stretched out on the ground. She looked at her guest in amusement. "That is amazing! We haven't been able to see the results of our relocation patients. You are saying he had no idea?"
"That's what I'm saying Rachel. No one in his family recognized him and vice versa. There was a fistfight and everything. Jack will be okay. I told him if they did press charges he would be in the right to counter sue."
"Vince you really shouldn't have brought him there." Rachel Thompson said as she shut the folder. "He could have had a panic attack much like the one he did in your apartment."
"I know but I was anxious to see what would happen if he was there. He'd already been exposed when he went to the McMahon birthday party."
Rachel shook her head. "My daughter the photographer. She could do so much more with her skills then photograph kids parties but would she listen to me? No."
"Would you rather her have her work for the government like you do?"
"In my line of work? No. I should have discouraged that friendship from the start. She opened the folder again and wrote the word success next to Shane McMahon's name.