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“Unfortunately I am.”
He must have slammed on the gas, because I could hear an engine revving through the phone. “I’ll be there as soon as I can. BIMG, right?”
“Yup.”
“Hang tight until I get there. You’re gonna be safe. I promise.” He hung up.
The certainty in his voice already made me feel a little better. “Do you think he’ll be able to take him?” I asked.
“I think so. Like you said, he has military training. Tanner’s just a normal run-of-the-mill serial killer. Dr. Lyons has got this.”
I hoped she was right. I looked back out the window at Tanner’s car. Our lives depended on it.
Too Much Sausage - Chapter 3 – Battle Royale
Sunday – September 24, 2023
Ash
The next hour felt like an eternity. I kept hoping that Dr. Lyons would appear any minute. But as the clock ticked down to the hour mark, I worried he wouldn’t get here in time.
Mr. Frost’s watch dinged. He clicked it off and shut his computer. “I have to go,” he said.
“But we aren’t done yet.” I gestured to the half-finished sticky note wall.
“I trust you two to finish. If you’d like, you can send me a picture when you’re done and I’ll let you know if anyone should be reassigned.” He stood up.
Damn it! Where the hell is Dr. Lyons?!
“What if we came with you?” I asked.
“What?” asked Mr. Frost.
“We could come with you. To meet with the castle guy. I bet you’re a master at closing new clients. I’d love to come learn from the best.”
“But you’re needed here. That was the point of this whole exercise.”
Right.
He slung his satchel over his shoulder and exited the conference room. Chastity and I both chased behind him. I was desperately trying to think of some way to keep him here, but my brain was still stuck on blowjobs.
“I’m gonna blow him,” I whispered to Chastity. Before I could change my mind, I ran up behind him. I was just about to grab his tight little ass when the elevator dinged open.
I held my breath. It was either going to be Tanner, here to murder us, or Dr. Lyons, here to save us. Either way, grabbing ass wasn’t going to help.
The doors slowly slid open.
What the hell?
Tanner and Dr. Lyons were standing side-by-side on the elevator. Dr. Lyons had changed out of his Officer Ironside outfit and was in jeans and a T-shirt. Tanner, on the other hand, was still in his Society persona with his multicolored tuxedo and manbun.
“That’s him!” yelled Dr. Lyons. He sprinted off the elevator and barreled into Mr. Frost. The two men crashed to the floor. Unlike Cole, though, Mr. Frost put up a much better fight. He twisted his body to avoid Lyons’ chokehold and then spun to his feet…
…and immediately got punched right in the face by Tanner with a wicked right hook.
“What the fuck?!” screamed Mr. Frost as he got his hands up to block. “Who are you crazy people?”
“We’re your worst nightmare,” growled Lyons as he came at him again.
