Attacker Beaten By Big John
Big John, the doorman, was standing in front of his building on the Gold Coast, Chicago’s fanciest area located downtown. It was 2 am. The streets were quiet except for the normal activity of cabs, people, music from bars, and loud conversation. Big John looked around one more time before he took a coffee break at the all night snack shop half a block away. Suddenly, he heard a woman screaming. Not that laughing drunken kind of meaningless sound that his ears were accustomed to but that scary kind of serious shriek from a woman who was getting abused or attacked. He looked down the street to the next building and saw a man grabbing a woman on the street and trying to pull her into some bushes. No one else was around. Big John’s heart pounded but he never thought twice as he immediately ran towards the struggling man and woman. The attacker was a tall, muscular, dirty, evil looking dude somewhere around thirty five years old. The woman was good look...