The two asian men in the lobby are surprised to see Wolverton stepping out of the lift.  Wolverton for his part is surprised to see them in the lobby.  He stops, frozen like a deer in the headlights.  The two men stand, conspicuously smoothing the jackets of their very neatly tailored suits.

“Mr Jones,” states the slightly taller of the two.  Wolverton swallows, unable to contain the reflex and clutches the plastic bag in his hand a little tighter.

“We have a car.  Please come with us.”  Wolverton takes a moment to realise just how fucked he might be right now.


~ by Electro-mechanical Man on February 2, 2011.

Leave a Reply

Please log in using one of these methods to post your comment:

WordPress.com Logo

You are commenting using your WordPress.com account. Log Out /  Change )

Google photo

You are commenting using your Google account. Log Out /  Change )

Twitter picture

You are commenting using your Twitter account. Log Out /  Change )

Facebook photo

You are commenting using your Facebook account. Log Out /  Change )

Connecting to %s

%d bloggers like this: