The killer rounded the corner. Jack pounced. He brought his right fist down hard. The man's gun flew from his grasp.
They boxed a minute then got locked up, arms tangled. Jack head-butted the other man who backed away, stunned.
A kick to his crotch saw him crumple. A heel to his temple ended it. Jack retraced his steps. There was still a bag of jewels in a warehouse by the docks.