Colleen Collins - In Bed With The Wild One

From this set of noises, Emily could conclude that this was all happening one floor up, in whatever was on the third floor of The Flesh Pit over the bathroom. As she kept her ear pressed to the register, she heard Slab and the third man trade insults, plus another set of feet stomp around.

How many people were up there?

As if he were right next to her ear, Tyler muttered, “Damn it all to hell. This is just what I need. More mopes. The damn place is crawling with mopes.”

“Who you calling a mope?” the third man demanded. “Who are you, anyway?”

“I’m nobody,” Tyler retorted. “I’m not even here.”

“Yeah, well, you’re in my business now!”

And then he pounded across the floor, and there was the sickening sound of a fist meeting a face.

Tyler’s face? She gasped, almost pitching right off her perch on the sink. Not Tyler’s face!

She knew what she had to do, and she leaped off the sink so fast she skidded into the first stall. It didn’t matter. Her mind honed in on one thought and one thought only.

Save Tyler.

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