Chapter 8
*The Usual disclaimer – characters aren't mine, yet.*
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Mary Jane was gasping for breath as she closed the door to the alley. Her black Venom costume had turned back into her waitress outfit.
"I just killed my boss," she panted.
Correction, the symbiot said in her head, We killed you boss.
But why? M.J. thought.
He deserved it. He was interfering with our goals. If people interfere they must be disposed of.
Okay, but was killing him really necessary? M.J. thought.
It would have been possible not to kill him, but it is much easier. Besides you may get a new boss.
M.J. couldn't think of a response, the symbiot's argument seemed quite logical, But what if I get caught?
The police won't be able to catch you, the symbiot replied, Only Spiderman can and now he has become our only threat.
In the back of her mind M.J. couldn't help but think that the Symbiot had set this up so she would have to kill Spiderman in self-defense.
"Hey M.J.!" Another waitress called, "You gonna stand around there or are you gonna start waiting on tables?"
"Sorry," M.J. replied, "I was a little late and I had to run here, just wanted to catch my breath."
"Don't worry about it," a waiter named Alyn said, "We're not any busier then usual."
M.J. punched in and grabbed a notepad and pencil and stuck them in the pouch on her apron.
"You look good," Alyn said, "How'd you gain so much muscle? You're not doing drugs are you?"
M.J. laughed, "No. I've put myself through a really tough work out regime. All of a sudden I got these results," she lied.
"Well after work maybe you can tell me about your work," Alyn said, "I think I need to bulk up a bit myself if I want get any parts."
"I'll see," M.J. said, "I might have other plans after work."
Alyn shrugged and grabbed a plate of lobster and set off to take it to the hungry customer who had ordered it.
For the first hour of her shift everything went fine. Then one of the cooks noticed that Tony wasn't around, "Does anyone know where Tony is?" he asked the waiters.
All of them shook their heads, "I haven't seen the jerk for an hour," Alyn said, "Which is kind of strange."
While none of them liked Tony they found his disappearance a bit unsettling since there was nobody yelling at them to hurry up every time they came to the back.
"But yet this shift is going better then any shift I've ever worked," a waitress named Melanie said, "I kinda hope he went home and just forgot to tell us."
That seemed to settle that topic and everyone went back to work. But when one of the busboys took the garbage out he came across Tony's mutilated corpse. He came back inside staggering and throwing up all over the floor. As one of the cooks led the kid to the bathroom another one took a look outside and he almost immediately went sprinting to a bucket of mop water himself.
"Someone call the cops," the cook said between fits of vomiting, "Tony's been murdered."
The reaction amongst all the people were mixed, some were surprised, while others met it with indifference and a few were actually glad. M.J. herself was among the indifferent ones.
"We've gotta keep working," the senior chef Howard said, "Alyn you call the cops everyone else get back to work."
Everyone went back to work but what had happened to Tony rested heavily on their minds. Minutes later four cops arrived and came into the restaurant.
"Why are they here?" customers began asking.
The cops however told the waiters to say nothing which they did.
In the alley the cops looked at Tony's corpse.
"That's just disgusting," a tall chubby black cop said.
"How could someone do that though?" the thin blond cop beside him wondered.
"Chainsaw?" A short brown haired cop suggested.
"No," a black female cop said, "Look at where his arms were. It's looks like they were ripped off."
"Whoa," the chubby cop said, "Nobody could be that strong. Maybe they did it with a car and dumped the body here."
"No," the thin blond cop argued, "Then there would be a blood trail and look," he pointed at the wall, "There's blood on the wall. I'd say it was done right here."
"Forensics and an autopsy will probably tell us how this happened," the short cop said, "Let's put the police line up."
