Part 12 (2/2)
”Why?” Bryce looked at him and smiled. ”You don't want Grandpa to know you were at the At Your Mercy Club? Surely, he doesn't think you're a virgin?”
”Always the comedian,” Tyler clicked his tongue. ”No, Commander, I doubt he is nave enough to think I'm still a virgin, but he doesn't need to know the details.”
Bryce laughed. ”So, what were you doing there?”
Tyler sighed. ”You know the answer to that, don't you? You guessed it the night you took me to that...” he stopped. ”You're taking me back there, aren't you?”
”Disappointed?” he asked softly.
He sighed. ”Grandfather's idea again?”
”Maybe. Anyway, I'll tell him you were arrested for another traffic violation.”
”s.h.i.+t. There goes my vehicle. He told me he'd take it away the next time.”
”Well, it's either that or I tell him you were handcuffed to a...”
”Never mind,” Tyler cut him off. ”Tell him I was speeding.”
They landed now. When they got out, his grandfather met them at the door. He gave Tyler a cool look of disapproval. ”What is it this time, Commander Donovan?”
Donovan paused for a minute, looking over at Tyler. Then he said, ”Speeding again.”
”That's it,” his grandfather snapped. ”No more vehicle until you can learn to use it responsibly.”
Tyler nodded.
”Do what you have to, and for as long as you have to,” he told Bryce. ”I'll make sure the place is stocked with provisions.”
With that, he disappeared inside.
Tyler scowled. ”Sounds like he's throwing me to your mercy.”
”Tyler,” Bryce mocked. ”Is there a hint in there somewhere?”
Tyler suddenly realised the joke as Bryce pulled him inside. They walked down the long corridor to the hidden elevator. Soon they were back inside that room again. The wall slid back into place behind them.
CONVERSATIONS IN THE NIGHT
”Where is Donovan now?” he demanded, pacing the floor of his living s.p.a.ce. He raised a hand and waved it twice in front of the television wall screen, turning it off.
”I don't know exactly,” the voice replied. ”He's with Tyler.”
”Tyler? I thought that's exactly what you didn't want,” his voice sounded peeved.
”Doesn't matter. I made sure that Tyler won't get any.”
”When do we make our move?”
”Patience, patience,” he cooed. ”My, but you've got it bad. You really want in his pants, don't you? I've seen him a few times, can't say I blame you.”
”Never mind. We had an agreement. What's in those pants belongs to me.”
”No worries. Donovan is too macho for me. I like them tender and submissive. I almost had what I wanted too. Next time, you give me more warning. I almost didn't make it. I had to leave a profitable amount of merchandise with Tyler Rose.”
”Tyler Rose? You mean you planted drugs on him?”
He laughed. ”Yes and it was worth it too. The Commander will be suspicious of his connection to me. He knows I was there tonight. That's why I'm sure Tyler isn't going to get any.”
”Genius.”
”Maybe. But remember what I said. You are supposed to warn me when the Commander is getting hot.”
”I just found out what he was up to at the last minute. He didn't advertise it like last time. He suspects a mole inside. He's no fool.”
”Beauty and brains,” he clucked, ”lethal combination. No wonder Tyler is so desperate to have him.”
”He's mine,” he returned. ”That little twit better keep his greedy hands off of him.”
There was laughter. ”Alright, you just sit tight. I'll let you know when we move. We'll both have everything we want real soon.”
”You are going to give me some time before you...”
”I promise you that you can live out every warped little fantasy before I put an end to the bothersome Commander Donovan.”
He was about to say something else when the line went dead.
MEMORIES MOST ACUTE
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