Serial Story: Fit to be Chai-ed, Ch. 10
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Fit to be Chai-ed
Chapter 10
Erik moved quietly through the concrete and steel rooms, trying to stay out of sight as he let the voices guide him. Gun held up and ready, he felt the adrenaline flood his system as he peered around the next corner and saw two male heads bent over a couch. The sofa back blocked his vision, but a navy skirt flew up and landed on the floor, slit at the side.
Quite possibly the same skirt Anna had been wearing earlier.
One of the men looked up and toward another doorway, his frame reminding Erik of the coffee shop guy. When a familiar female face came through the door carrying a small bottle in one hand and a black bag in the other, Erik realized his earlier mistake.
“Police - freeze!”
He came around the corner fast, his gun trained on Will. The man didn’t even flinch, but merely smiled.
“Nice of you to join us, Detective - though I do wish you’d waited another half hour or so. We were just going to have some fun with your girl here.” He gestured to the couch and Erik moved to a better vantage point. Anna lay sprawled across the cushions nearly naked, her eyes closed as if she was sleeping peacefully. He checked that her chest was still rising and falling.
Snapping his head up, Erik returned his attention to Will.
“What did you do to her? Did you drug her?”
Will held his hands up and shrugged. “Technically, Carson drugged her earlier, but that wore off. Kailey shocked her a little, is all. She’ll be fine. But I’m glad you’re here. There’s a little issue we need to clear up, you and I.”
Carson edged closer to Kailey, and Erik shook his head, stopping the man. For now.
“What issue would that be?” Erik fought the urge to glance over at Anna. As long as he knew where the bad guys were, that was all that mattered.
Will chuckled. “The issue that you keep trying to catch me. I’m afraid I just can’t let you do that, and I suspect the only way to stop you is to kill you.”
“Have you forgotten who has the gun here? Backup is on the way. You’ll all be in jail within the next hour or so. Game over.”
Carson and Kailey grinned at each other as Will laughed. “Did you really think it would be that easy?” He backed up a step, stopping when Erik shook his head, but lowering his hands.
“I’m sorry Detective, but I’m afraid it’s time for us to go, and time for you to try to save your lovely friend over there. Though I’m afraid the damage may be too much for her considering the whole barrel incident earlier.”
“Don’t move, any of you,” Erik said, just as something popped loudly behind him, followed by a sharp cry of pain. Unable to restrain himself any longer, he glanced back at Anna in time to see her roll off the couch as flames engulfed the dingy upholstery. Erik swore as he took in the scene, decided she was far enough away to avoid more damage and turned back to squeeze the trigger where Will had been standing.
All three were gone.
“Fuck.” He ran to Anna and pulled her farther away from the fire, noting the reddened area on her back, and fresh scrapes and cuts on her ribs, arms and legs.
“Erik?” She opened her eyes as he lifted her into his arms as carefully as he could. “Where’s Will? Did you get them?”
“‘Fraid not,” he said, retracing his steps through the warehouse as quickly as he dared. ”What did they do to you? Are you...did they...”
“I’ll be fine.” She pushed against his chest, struggling in his grasp. “Put me down. Where are they? It was a trap - they want to kill you. Where did they go?”
Previous Chapters
Fit to be Chai-ed
Chapter 10
Erik moved quietly through the concrete and steel rooms, trying to stay out of sight as he let the voices guide him. Gun held up and ready, he felt the adrenaline flood his system as he peered around the next corner and saw two male heads bent over a couch. The sofa back blocked his vision, but a navy skirt flew up and landed on the floor, slit at the side.
Quite possibly the same skirt Anna had been wearing earlier.
One of the men looked up and toward another doorway, his frame reminding Erik of the coffee shop guy. When a familiar female face came through the door carrying a small bottle in one hand and a black bag in the other, Erik realized his earlier mistake.
“Police - freeze!”
He came around the corner fast, his gun trained on Will. The man didn’t even flinch, but merely smiled.
“Nice of you to join us, Detective - though I do wish you’d waited another half hour or so. We were just going to have some fun with your girl here.” He gestured to the couch and Erik moved to a better vantage point. Anna lay sprawled across the cushions nearly naked, her eyes closed as if she was sleeping peacefully. He checked that her chest was still rising and falling.
Snapping his head up, Erik returned his attention to Will.
“What did you do to her? Did you drug her?”
Will held his hands up and shrugged. “Technically, Carson drugged her earlier, but that wore off. Kailey shocked her a little, is all. She’ll be fine. But I’m glad you’re here. There’s a little issue we need to clear up, you and I.”
Carson edged closer to Kailey, and Erik shook his head, stopping the man. For now.
“What issue would that be?” Erik fought the urge to glance over at Anna. As long as he knew where the bad guys were, that was all that mattered.
Will chuckled. “The issue that you keep trying to catch me. I’m afraid I just can’t let you do that, and I suspect the only way to stop you is to kill you.”
“Have you forgotten who has the gun here? Backup is on the way. You’ll all be in jail within the next hour or so. Game over.”
Carson and Kailey grinned at each other as Will laughed. “Did you really think it would be that easy?” He backed up a step, stopping when Erik shook his head, but lowering his hands.
“I’m sorry Detective, but I’m afraid it’s time for us to go, and time for you to try to save your lovely friend over there. Though I’m afraid the damage may be too much for her considering the whole barrel incident earlier.”
“Don’t move, any of you,” Erik said, just as something popped loudly behind him, followed by a sharp cry of pain. Unable to restrain himself any longer, he glanced back at Anna in time to see her roll off the couch as flames engulfed the dingy upholstery. Erik swore as he took in the scene, decided she was far enough away to avoid more damage and turned back to squeeze the trigger where Will had been standing.
All three were gone.
“Fuck.” He ran to Anna and pulled her farther away from the fire, noting the reddened area on her back, and fresh scrapes and cuts on her ribs, arms and legs.
“Erik?” She opened her eyes as he lifted her into his arms as carefully as he could. “Where’s Will? Did you get them?”
“‘Fraid not,” he said, retracing his steps through the warehouse as quickly as he dared. ”What did they do to you? Are you...did they...”
“I’ll be fine.” She pushed against his chest, struggling in his grasp. “Put me down. Where are they? It was a trap - they want to kill you. Where did they go?”
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