Page 108 of Reaper

I pull off my helmet and look up at the building in front of me. It looks like your typical garage but new and well-kept.

Lotus Auto.

The signage is big and stands out.

Sounds filter out from the garage, letting us know that guys are hard at work.

“Come on. Let me show you around,” Harrison says as he helps me off the bike.

Hand in hand, he shows me around. First he shows me the garage itself. None of it makes sense to me, but I nod along. I smile and wave when I see a familiar face but don’t approach any of them since they are busy.

It’s nice though. Everything is as clean as a garage can be, and the tools seem to be organized. No one is digging around for anything.

“This is the lobby, but no one really uses it. They usually go and eat across the street at the diner,” he says, pointing out the window.

“This is nice.”

The lobby has several uncomfortable-looking chairs, two vending machines, one with snacks and the other with drinks, and last, a counter with a computer where they check people out.

“Just remember you said that.” He chuckles as he opens a door.

Harrison starts to pull me inside, but I freeze, my feet unable to move.

“Harrison, we can’t go in there,” I hiss, pulling on his arm.

He looks back at me and frowns. “Why not.”

I wave my hand at the room. “You were clearly robbed!”

Harrison busts out laughing, head tossed back.

I pull my hand from his and place my hands on my hips. “I’m so glad you think this is funny. Now come on, you have to report this! Who knows what they took. Do you think it was William?”

Harrison calms down and rests his hands on my shoulders. “Queen bee, I can promise you, we weren’t robbed.”

“That’s it. Give me your phone.” I hold out my hand.

“Why?”

“Because clearly I need to find you an eye doctor to get your eyes checked. This place is fucking wrecked.”

“Hey, is everything okay?”

I turn and look over my shoulder and see Twitch hovering in the doorway between the garage and the lobby.

“No, everything is not okay. Reaper thinks it’s okay that you guys were robbed and won’t call the cops.”

Twitch frowns as he steps forward. “We were robbed?”

I motion with my hand telling him to take a look. He peeks into the office. The corner of his mouth twitches as he looks at Reaper before they both start laughing again.

“This isn’t funny!”

“Babe, this is just how the office looks,” Harrison says between gasps.

“Wait, you mean you leave it like this!”

“I told you we needed help and that you were going to regret volunteering.” He shrugs.

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