As the goon lunged at him like a wild boar, Alexander stayed before his open patio door. The balcony on the other side was tiny, and the railing had long since been maintained.
He was hoping the big guy would go over the railing and down the third floor, all the way to the pavement. But he planned to hitch a ride with him, using him as a landing apparatus.
As the goon ran at him, Alex ducked under his bear hug and followed behind. At this point, his back was exposed to the butler, and he had a clear firing line on him.
But by the time he could shoot his pistol, it would be too late for him to get a lethal shot in. Or at least Alex hoped as much.
When the tall gorilla of a man passed over Alexander, he quickly tackled his back, keeping him from stopping his momentum. The two of them hit the railing like a runaway train.
Alexander had thought the railing would bend, and they would topple over. But it was in worse shape than he had thought.
