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I just barely dodged as the thick black liquid shot right at my face.
“Ah!” I screamed and tossed the bottle, as if it had been the pepper spray’s fault that I didn’t know which way the nozzle went. Thank God I’d dodged, because even the little bit that made it into my eyes burned like hell.
The fight raged on. Lyons and Frost pressed on the attack, slowly pushing Tanner from the main lobby into the sea of cubicles. Frost struck at him, but Tanner grabbed his arm and launchedhim into a cubicle. The flimsy walls broke into a million pieces and papers went flying.
“We have to help!” I yelled to Chastity.
She grabbed a stapler off a nearby desk and flipped the bottom down to turn it into a staple gun.
She stood a few feet away from the fight and launched a steady stream of little staples towards Tanner. They all bounced harmlessly off of him.
Her attack was completely ineffective, but I liked the idea.
I searched for a weapon of my own - preferably one that I couldn’t blind myself with. I picked up a pen and threw it dart-style right at his eye. And missed. So did the next few. Probably because I could barely freaking see. One finally hit him in the chest, but it didn’t impale him quite like I’d envisioned. The only damage appeared to be a little ink on his shirt.
Damn it!
I needed something bigger. My eyes landed on a three-hole punch on a nearby desk. No - I wasn’t going to try to punch holes in him. I was gonna chuck it at his stupid murdery head.
I rubbed my burning eyes and watched the battle, waiting for just the right moment.
Come on…come on.Lyons and Frost circled around him, occasionally throwing a kick or a punch. Most of the time they missed. And if they connected, there was about a 50% chancethat Tanner would catch their limb and send them flying into another cubicle. At least 10 had already been smashed to pieces.
Lyons and Frost both attacked at once. Tanner spun to block, momentarily turning his back to me. That was my chance! I let the hole punch fly.
Thunk.
The hole punch bounced off the back of Tanner’s head and fell to the ground. At first I thought it hadn’t worked. But then Tanner wobbled. And then he fell flat on his face.
Everyone looked at me.
“I think you just killed him,” said Chastity.
Too Much Sausage - Chapter 4 - The Interrogation
Sunday – September 24, 2023
Ash
“Yes!” I pumped my fist in the air. I’d actually done it!
And then the gravity of the situation hit me. I’d just killed Tanner. I was going to go to prison for the rest of my life. Or I’d get the death penalty! Would the courts care that he was a serial killer? My mind was spinning. And my eyes still burned like hell from that stupid pepper spray. Or was I just crying because I was a murderer? And not a random serial killer. I had just killed the man I loved.Loved? Damn it!I didn’t love Tanner. He was a monster.
“Is he really dead?” I asked.
Dr. Lyons put two fingers to Tanner’s neck to check for a pulse. “That was one hell of a good shot, but no. He’s not dead. At the worst he’ll have a headache for a few days.”
Thank God.I wasn’t going to go to prison. Tanner was the one who belonged in prison, not me.
Mr. Frost dusted off his slacks and looked around the destroyed office. “You have two seconds to tell me what thefuckjust happened.”
“We tried to tell you,” said Chastity. “Tanner came here to murder us.”
“Wait, you were serious about that?” He pressed his fingers against a cut on his forehead. “And did you just say Tanner? As in…Tanner Rhodes? The billionaire?”
“That’s the one,” I said.
“Why the hell would he come here to murder you? Wasn’t he a client of ours earlier this year? And why is he dressed like…that?” He pointed at Tanner’s colorful tuxedo.
