The street in front of the club was clogged with police, fire and emergency crews. Chance and Jake had been forced to, yet again, watch from the side lines. Sheron and Ulysses pushed through the crowd until they stood behind the pair.
"Chance.....Jake!" Feral said, startling the two toms.
The pair whirled around and shouted for joy, giving the tom hugs of relief.
"How the heck did you get out of there," Chance asked.
"Back window and a little help," Feral said shyly, as he inclined his head toward Mr. Sheron.
"Way to go, sir," Chance said in surprise. "We'll have to tell Detective Selkirk, Uly's okay. Come on!" The tabby pushed closer to the police barrier and spoke to the cop standing there. The cop nodded and sent another cop to inform Selkirk then had the three come through the barrier to wait. The police wanted to get a statement from them.
It took some twenty minutes before Detective Selkirk appeared through the main entrance of the club and walked toward the three.
"Well I'm certainly glad you are safe and in one piece, if a little beat up," he said shaking his head. "That was a very foolhardy thing you did but thanks for the information you managed to get on him. However, your troubles aren't over......you'll have to testify and I'm not certain if your life will be safe from Slasher's mob contacts," Selkirk said, worriedly.
Feral sighed. "I guess we'll have to wait and see. I won't be intimidated and I will testify."
Selkirk nodded, "Well I admire your courage and hope you'll stay safe. We could put you in the witness protection program........"
"No thanks!" Feral said holding up his paws. No way did he want to move and change his identity.
"Alright. The district attorney will want to take your deposition so please keep safe and keep us informed of your whereabouts at all times until we go to court," Selkirk warned him.
"Certainly. No problem, Detective. I will insure his safety, personally," Sheron suddenly interjected and held up a paw to prevent Feral from protesting.
Selkirk just nodded then turned and went back inside the club.
"Sir, I can't let you do that!" Feral protested, not wanting his boss to stick his neck that far to protect an employee.
"Yes, I can and I will. I want to hear no more from you on that. Now that Slasher has been caught and there's iron clad evidence against him, my contacts will ensure his business is completely dismantled. I made sure to collect all the data I could on his rather shady accounting practices so I've been able to sicc the IRS on his tail. Believe me, Slasher will be too busy trying to save his business he won't have time to seek revenge and just to make sure, I've set into motion plans I'd made some years ago that will ensure Slasher and his mob are completely destroyed. So you needn't worry about your safety," Sheron told them, with complete confidence.
The three dancers could only gape at their boss in utter astonishment.