The atmosphere of the living space in the hotel room was, for lack of a better word, tense.
The Moon Troupe and Lane Family were all just huddled together in the center, all dead silent, each unsure of what the coming night and subsequent morning would bring. But they knew that if Crystal held true to any threat he made, then Charlie would be in for the fight of his life. And one thing was for sure, it would be different from the fighting he did during his military service.
He wasn't fighting for his friends and family in some foreign land…
But on his home turf.
And throughout the congregation of animals, each dealt with the fear and stress in different ways.
Cherry found herself finding some comfort in the tender embrace of her girlfriend and mother as Buster sat parallel to the trio of women hunched over as he stared at the floor, his foot tapping away at the floor as his fingers were knitted together and resting against his chin as if he were in deep thought.
Across from Buster was Miss Crawley, the old lizard managing to placate her nerves by playing cards with Gunter, Suki and Rosita, the bombastic performer, saluki talent scout and pig mother clearly trying to reign in their nerves as they played a watered-down version of Texas Hold 'Em. And not too far from them, lazily drumming chords on her Guitar was Ash, the porcupine keeping her mind occupied as sat on Clay's lap, the duo spit-balling some ideas for a song that Ash had proposed before the shit hit the fan.
"How about this one?" Clay suggested as he placed his large hands over Ash's smaller ones, the aged lion guiding her to strum an A-chord, the teen letting a warm smile spread on her lips as she glanced up at Clay.
"That actually works pretty good," Ash mumbled with a giggle, taking extra care not to prick Clay with her needles.
"Hey," she suddenly added after a few minutes of strumming, catching Clay's attention as he quirked an inquisitive eyebrow at Ash, who suddenly felt very sheepish, but seemed to relax after seeing Clay's warm smile. But what happened next, Clay was not expecting. As Ash took a moment to make sure everyone else was distracted, the porcupine made a startling move that shocked Clay; she reached over and unbuckled his belt, before popping the button on his jeans and pulling down the zipper. And before Clay knew it, Ash had shoved her hand into his boxers, the smaller female joining Clay in a gasp as she felt the monster he was packing. She couldn't even wrap her whole hand around it, with just an inch to spare between her thumb and pointier finger.
"I just wanted to say…thanks. Not just for doing the show, but…staying beside us this whole time."
Clay was clearly taken aback by this, his eyes slightly wide as he tried to register this level of gratitude from Ash, who just decided to keep their activity low can with just some rubbing and squeezing. True, she and the others had thanked to him before, but seeing the utmost sincerity in Ash's eyes and hearing the gentle tone of the otherwise brash porcupine's voice as she massaged his cock, certainly made him feel warm inside. But, after taking a few moments to register this, Clay's look of shock melted into one of pure adoration as he pulled Ash into his side…careful of the quills of course.
"Don't mention it, Squirt," he rumbled out, his hand just as discreetly groping Ash's ass, the porcupine moaning as she continued to secretly fondle the monster cock in her grasp.
"I owed it to ya."
"SHOWER'S FREE!"
The sudden interruption of Nooshy pulled everyone out of their personal moments of peace and quiet, the loud bellow actually making a few of them jump, especially Clay and Ash a quickly moved to conceal their little "moment" as the lynx came down the spiral staircase that lead up to the sleeping accommodations, the feline now dressed in a pair of long, baggy black pajama pants and a red, tie-dyed crop top, her fur still damp from her stint in the shower.
However, it was at that minute that a knock at the door was heard. Suki answered it and in came Nick, his lovely wife followed close behind.
"What brings you here, Nick?" Suki asked the fox.
He looked looked up at the saluki.
"Just coming to see how everyone is doing," he replied. When he turned to look at the others, he saw Kris go up to Rosita. The pig and otter then shared a kiss in front of everyone.
Buster stared at the scene while his pants became really tight. Johnny began to picture that Rosita was his girlfriend Nooshy being kissed by Kris. Gunter just stared with his mouth ajar. As for the girls of the group, they could only blush and stare.
When Rosita and Kris ended their kiss, the two of them sat down on the couch and began to talk about their husbands and what their weddings were like.
"OH!" Miss Crawley responded out of the blue with what could only be described as glee, "I should get my shower out of the way…it's shedding season y'know."
Practically everyone's face scrunched up in disgust.
"Thank you, Miss Crawley, for that lovely image," Buster sarcastically said under his breath.
"I did not need to know that," Kris groaned as she and Rosita shared an uncomfortable gaze.
"Same here," Suki said.
"I'm definitely gonna have nightmares tonight," Cherry whispered to Porsha and her mother, both wolf and setter nodding in agreement as their disgusted gazes turned to the young mutt.
"Yeah," Porsha added, "seeing her messing with her eye is enough for me."
Letting an amused smirk spread on her lips upon hearing the wolf's remark, Nooshy made her way toward the back of the room, the lynx passing by Meena, who was currently face-timing with Alfonso, the elephant actually finding some peace and solace looking into her new boyfriend's dreamy gaze.
"So, you sure you're okay Meena?" the male pachyderm inquired for what could have only been the millionth time, earning a light chuckle from his girl.
"Yeah, I'm fine Alfonso, but I should be asking you. I hope knowing me hasn't affected your business."
"You kidding me?" Alfonso responded with a look that almost resembled insult, causing Meena to shrink back in silent worry. Nooshy was actually almost prepared to give Alfonso a piece of her mind before the male elephant's scowl turned into a bright smile.
"BUSINESS IS GREAT! To be honest, I wasn't doing so hot before all of this. I was actually about to close up for shop. But then all this happened, and people wanted to try 'Meena's Favorite Ice-Cream!'"
Meena couldn't help but laugh at Alfonso's exuberant update on his business. And while some might assume that the young entrepreneur might be using his status as Meena's boyfriend to boost his image, Nooshy, who had been non-discreetly eavesdropping, knew that Alfonso was too much of sweetheart to do that to Meena. Yep, she could tell that what the two had was genuine.
"But hey, listen," Alfonso added in, his excited laughter having died down as he sent Meena a warming smile, "I'm gonna shut down the truck for tomorrow so I can see you. I've been feeling pretty bad about working while you've been going through all this."
"Hey," Meena cooed, "you don't need to feel bad. I know you've been keeping yourself updated."
"Still, I'll see you tomorrow."
"K…Love You."
"Love You Too."
And with that, the call ended.
But not two seconds later, Meena's phone dinged as she got message from Alfonso. Seeing it was a picture message, Meena read the message first, with it simply saying "to help you relax." And the moment she opened it, Meena went beet red as there was Alfonso, holding his phone up in front of what was obviously a bathroom mirror, shirtless. And as Meena observed, while Alfonso did sport a round stomach, it didn't sag. And the state of his arms, showing great muscle definition was clear confirmation hat Alfonso's gut was more muscle than flab.
But what really caught Meena's attention was the fact that Alfonso, even though he was wearing his jeans, was still looking to give her something to look at, as evident by the huge member, probably sixteen inches easy, that protruded from his open fly, one hand holding it firmly to show Meena that it was in fact real.
"WOW!"
Meena jumped at Nooshy's sudden appearance over her shoulder, the lynx nudging the now blushing elephant's shoulder as she spoke in a softer tone so as to not attract too much attention, thus sparing Meena more embarrassment.
"Not even dating that long and already saying the 'L-word?' AND sexting, You got it bad trunks!"
But, despite her clearly embarrassed state, Meena decided to have some fun with Nooshy in return.
"Oh please," she waved off, "you and Johnny were pretty much hooked instantly."
"Woah, woah, woah!" Nooshy suddenly interjected, the lynx raising her arms in the stop gesture as she glared at Meena.
"Me and the weirdo were close, but I would hardly say we clicked just like that, alright?"
"Uh huh," Meena responded with a teasing grin, "sure. I saw the way you looked at him when you first started giving him lessons."
Nooshy immediately knew what Meena was getting at. And it was true. Nooshy did have a habit of sneaking glances at Johnny whenever he was lazing about, practicing his choreography, or singing for the show. And if she was being honest with herself, she always found herself getting weak knees whenever she heard his almost angelical singing voice…
But she wasn't about to let Meena know that.
"Oh, come off it," she waved off, "I don't look at him. I mean, he's so shy and weird. And he's a big doof. It's like 'are you an idiot or do you know you're adorable?'"
And at that moment Nooshy's eyes went wide as she wished she could suck those last few words back into her mouth. And unfortunately for her, her conversation with Meena wasn't all that private anymore.
"EEEEEE!" Porsha squealed as she jumped to her feet, both she and Cherry hugging each other and jumping up and down, much to the amusement of the others who had also listened in on Meena and Nooshy's convo.
"OMG NOOSHY! YOU AND JOHNNY ARE SO CUTE!"
"Who's cute?"
Nooshy's blood immediately froze upon hearing the Welsh accent of a certain gorilla, said gorilla, damp from his own shower, descending the stairs with a disturbed look on his face, a clear sign that he may have just caught Miss Crawley in her pre-shower prep. But, lucky for Nooshy, just as Porsha was about to run her mouth…
DING DONG!
"WOOH!" Nooshy sighed under her breath, "saved by the bell."
"For now," Meena quipped, her teasing smile causing a warning scowl to form on Nooshy's mug. However, the smile fell the moment the doors were CAUTIOUSLY opened by Suki, the saluki letting out a light gasp as she stepped away from the door, making way for Able, who was flanked by his wife Rachel and their son, Matthew, the young boy carried in his mother's loving arms, hiding half of his face in her bosom while looking around at the others with timid curiosity.
"Rachel?" Ellie called as she rose from her seat, the setter running to meet the she-wolf who, despite the precious cargo she had, managed to meet the setter in a warm embrace.
"Oh, Ellie," Rachel sighed as she returned the embrace.
"Everyone," Able suddenly interjected, "this is my wife Rachel, and my son Matt."
"Well," Suki hesitantly began, "what brings you here?"
And while Rachel did not want to flat out say that she and Able were scared senseless about what Jimmy Crystal might do since he had become even more unhinged, she knew she could word it in a way that the others would definitely understand.
"Sam told Able he was having TROUBLE with work. He said Jimmy GOT MAD and Able thought it might be best for me and the Matt to come here for a SLEEPOVER."
Needless to say, the group needed no further elaboration.
"Not to worry," Kris said coming up to Rachel. "Your son will be safe with Nick around," she turned and looked at her husband who was standing next to Clay. "Won't he, love?"
Nick pulled out his M1911 and cocked it.
"Anyone who comes in here looking for trouble is going to be leaving in a body bag."
"Well," Rosita quickly added in, the mother pig's face filled with the gentleness that only a mother could have, "we would love to have you. I only wish my own kids were here so they could make some new friends."
As this was said, Rosita sent a kind smile towards Matt, the young pup, dressed in what could only be described as dark blue pajamas decorated with rockets and planets, suddenly feeling very shy as he hid behind further in his mother's chest. But much to the group's surprise, and to some extent happiness, Porsha took the first step to welcoming the boy.
"Hi Matt, I'm Porsha…I really like your pajamas. Sci-Fi…way cool."
And in what could only be described as a complete 180 turn, Matt moved himself from his mother, a now wide smile on his face as he showed off his PJs.
"YEAH!" he exuberantly replied, "I'm gonna be an astronaut when I grow up."
Porsha couldn't help but chuckle at this. Nick spoke up.
"A killer astronaut?" he asked the pup. Matt shook his head.
"No, a superhero astronaut," he replied.
"Well," Porsha responded, "I can tell you got the makings of being a great one."
And as Porsha spoke with Matt, Able took the time to address the others in the room.
"So anyway…Rachel and Matt will be bunking here. But don't worry, I'm right outside, Nick's in here, and I got some Big Daddy and his guys keeping watch outside, so you're all 100 percent safe."
"Yes, thank you, Chief Aldan," Buster responded as he sent the white wolf an appreciative smile, the smile returned by Able as he left the room, closing the door behind him. But, once the door was closed, Able's face fell, his heart beating a mile a minute at what might transpire. But when he fished out his phone, opening an app that allowed him to view the surveillance footage of the hotel, his breath hitching as he looked at the live feed of the many entrances and exits to the building…
With no officers guarding them from the wolf and cheetah that pulled up to the front door.
"Shit," he whispered to himself.
Charlie sat alone in the living room of his home, the flame in the fireplace casting a warm orange glow over the dimly lit space as the Saluki sat with a cup of coffee sitting on the small end-table beside him as the lawyer flipped through the pages of each police report. And as he did so, he couldn't help but find many similarities between them.
Suddenly, the blaring march of Wild Blue Yonder made Charlie jump slightly, the man having been so engrossed in his studies that the world around him seemed non-existent. Which at the time being wasn't a good thing, as he needed to be on high alert for whatever Crystal was planning. He half-expected him to pull something in the night, which is why Charlie made sure to have a little extra protection…
An M1911 Mk. IV, left over from his grandfather's army days, passed down from generation to generation, holstered in a leather shoulder sling. But Charlie's mind dwelled more on the call he was receiving, greatly hoping that it was Able calling to reassure him that everything was well. But, upon looking at the screen of his phone, Charlie was confused to see an unknown number. In truth, he was slightly fearful that it was his least favorite mogul. But he knew he couldn't let a potentially important call slip. So, hitting the answer button, Charlie put the phone on speaker and placed it by his coffee, his attention going back to the reports as he spoke.
"You got Lane."
"Quite an impressive argument you had…convinced me."
Charlie froze at this, his gaze briefly flitting upwards as a light smile and chuckle formed as he heard the light-hearted answer of an old friend.
"I thought you might think so, Cain…Rachel and Matt at the hotel?"
"Yeah," Cain answered with a sigh, the dark wolf sitting back in a comfortable armchair in one of the many lounges in the Crystal Tower Hotel, specifically the Luna Lounge as he nursed a Jack and Coke, the only source of light being the full moon shining through the enormous skylight, "that they got their ten minutes ago."
"And you only talked to your brother?"
"I only talked to my brother."
"That's good…we don't want Crystal getting wind of this."
"Believe me, I know," Cain said with a low growl as he took another swig of his drink.
Charlie froze at this, his attention now squarely on the phone by his side. And close by, a framed picture, showing him in seated in what appeared to be a military bunk house, the younger saluki, sans his mustache and goatee, dressed in his Air Force fatigues. And by his side, seated on the bunk with him, dressed in RAF fatigues…a dark wolf with blazing red eyes, both smiling for the camera. And it was the same wolf and his unit who had helped to pull Cain and his team from that horrible crash site in the middle east. And if Charlie knew one thing in that moment, he knew he owed Cain his life.
But with what Cain had said, he felt h e was doing a shitty job at that.
"Cain," he said with a groan, "I'm sorry. The last thing I wanted to do, hell last thing Ellie wanted to do was drag your family into this mess…"
"It's not your fault Charlie," Cain quickly interrupted, setting his drink on the stand by his side.
"Jimmy's always been unhinged. Driven by his emotions rather than by logic…Nobody makes him look bad."
This little remark alone caused Charlie to perk up some, deciding now would be a good time to let Jack in on his sleuthing activities.
"Interesting that you mention that," he said with a smirk, though Jack couldn't see, "because I found something."
"Whatcha got?"
"Well, I had Able get me the files on Amelia and those Crystal employees who were murdered…"
"Go on," Cain said, the dark wolf listening intently to what the saluki lawyer had to say. And after a few seconds, Charlie began.
"Look, when you said no one makes Crystal look bad, it made me think about something I noticed in these reports. You see, the murders that appear not to be connected, there were no previous incidents involving Crystal Entertainment. But the others, I noticed that their deaths seemed to transpire with some sort of scandal that would rub off on the company. You name it; DUI, Sexual Harassment…Jeff Xander, the former talent scout before Suki…"
Cain cocked his head at the mention of that name, more so he began to connect the dots that Charlie was laying out.
"Yeah," he answered, realization in his voice as he hunched himself over in his chair.
"He was found dead in a bar bathroom, his skull was bashed in. Report was labeled an accidental death because 'he tripped and hit his head against the sink.'" That was a week after the court case
"Jesus Christ."
"Yeah," Charlie finished, only to take a big breath before he continued.
"Now, if I was an everyday citizen who tunes into Linda LeBon, I would buy that. Guy figures his career is over, there is nothing left, he'll end up in a gutter, decides to drown his sorrows. Has a little too much, and bam. But…"
This peaked Cain's interest, though did still spurn his annoyance.
"But?" he responded with an eye roll.
Charlie held his tongue for a moment, the saluki lawyer contemplating whether or not he should divulge this apparently far-fetched theory. However, the coincidences were too big to ignore. So, after a good fifteen seconds of silence, he finally spoke.
"CSI reports indicate that the severity of his injury was too great for it to be a simple trip and fall. There was some force put behind it. Wouldn't surprise me if Crystal paid someone off to keep quiet. Same with all the other murders, save the three that are obviously not connected. But since the other incidents were two or three years apart from each other, no one would have paid any mind."
"You had also said that the evidence Suki got was in the Chief's office, one of the most secure rooms in the precinct. Chief called her the day before Jimmy pleaded not guilty and said that evidence went missing."
"Which lead me to believe Crystal may have moles in the Redshore P.D."
"Eh, a bit far-fetched, but feasible. Men of Crystal's stature do have a tendency to put eyes and ears everywhere," Cain responded nonchalantly.
"The only problem is," Charlie continued, unbothered by Cain's tone, "the only two who knew of the evidence were Able and Suki. Suki said they both took great care to keep their meeting confidential."
"Might have had some eavesdroppers. Wouldn't be surprised if Crystal had Chief's office bugged. Like I said, eyes and ears everywhere."
Charlie let out a sigh.
"I guess."
Charlie paused for a moment, a deep, thoughtful gaze plastered on his face as he held the phone to his ear. For two seconds that felt like two minutes, Charlie sat in silence until he finally spoke.
"Hey, listen Cain, I really appreciate the risk you're taking here. I just really hope you realize what this means for you. This could get you into more trouble with O'Connor."
"Charlie," Cain quickly answered in a gentle, but firm tone, "I could care less about what happens to me. I'm doing this as a brother, an uncle and a father. You'd do the same, and you know it."
Charlie let out a huff of a laugh as looked into the flames of the fireplace.
"Yeah, you're right. Just mind yourself, Cain."
"You too Charlie. See you later…if both of us are still alive."
With that, Charlie and Cain shared a good-natured laugh, a small bit of morbid levity in the otherwise tense situation. And as Charlie ended the call, he once again turned his attention back to the files on the coffee table in front of him, the saluki lawyer taking the opportunity to make sure his colt was still in its holster before perusing there ports again. But as he did…
Tap Tap Tap!
Charlie froze the moment he heard the knocking at his front door, the fur on the back of his neck standing on end as his heart began to beat a mile a minute. Pulling his gun from his holster, Charlie began to slowly make his way towards the door, keeping his gun behind him at first, just in case it wasn't one of Crystal's thugs. And upon reaching the door, Charlie glanced through the peephole. And who he saw was far from who he expected.
"What do you want, Le Bon?" Charlie growled the moment he opened the door, holstering his gun in his holster as he glared daggers at the equine tv personality, who apparently was trying to keep a low profile as she was wearing a simple pair of jeans, converse shoes, and a dark grey hoodie, her hands tucked away in her pockets as she looked at the lawyer before her with dark brown eyes full of, to Charlie's surprise, remorse.
"C-Can I come in?"
The question was asked in a subdued whisper, Linda's eyes darting back and forth, even glancing over her shoulder. Charlie took note of this, and combining it with Linda's appearance and submissive aura, Charlie would be lying if he said his interest wasn't peaked.
"Please."
Linda, with a gentle smile of thanks, made her way into the house, Charlie following close behind, but only after the saluki checked to make sure the coast was clear before shutting, locking and bolting the door. And once he made sure the door was secure, Charlie turned to meet Linda, the horse having pulled back her hood to reveal her usually long and luscious fiery locks were tied back in a high bun, though with a few sizable locks framing her face like two curtains over a window. Charlie also took notice of how…plain Linda looked. She was completely void of make up; no gaudy eyeshadow and no fuchsia lipstick graced her eyelids or lips. And although Charlie wouldn't say it out loud, he actually liked this look as opposed to the dolled-up bullshit artist he was used to seeing.
But now was not the time to be gauging Linda on her looks.
Gesturing for Linda to follow him, Charlie made his way further into the house, bypassing the living room and right into the kitchen, where he motioned for Linda to take a seat at the table that sat just off the cooking area. As she took her seat, the horse removing her hands from her pockets, Linda noticed that Charlie was watching her quite intently as he grabbed a pitcher from the fridge, pouring some fresh, filtered water into a glass he had procured.
"I like some lemon in it if you got some," she said quietly. Charlie pulled a slice of lemon from the fridge and put on rim of the glass.
"You never answered my question," Charlie finally said, the sudden statement causing Linda to stiffen in her seat.
"W-What?" she managed to squeak out, the equine soon finding herself shrinking under Charlie's gaze, even as he briefly turned his back on her to put the pitcher back in the fridge. And as he turned back, Charlie's face held a VERY hard expression.
"My question…what do you want?"
And for Charlie, the answer he got wasn't one he really expected to here from the talk-show horse, her somber gaze meeting his hard one as he walked back to the table, both glasses in hand. And needless to say, Charlie nearly dropped the glass when he heard…
"I want to help."
Charlie froze for a moment, not sure if he heard correctly.
Did Linda Le Bon, the gossip queen of Redshore, the destroyer of reputations…
Say she wanted to help?
Pulling himself from his stupor, Charlie looked at the horse with GREAT skepticism.
"Why the sudden heel-face-turn," Charlie grumbled with a hint of an amused laugh, handing the drink to Linda, her keratin finger-tips clinking against the glass as she took it, the equine bringing the glass to her lips, taking a long, slow drag of the refreshing water that quenched her parched throat. Though as Charlie spoke, Linda realized it was futile effort on her part.
"Because as far as I know, Linda Le Bon never misses an opportunity to get the next bit of 'Hot News.'"
Charlie released a bitter laugh as he sat across from Linda, the Saluki deciding to rub salt in the wounds as the clearly ashamed horse averted his gaze.
"God, if only you knew all the lives you've ruined. Hell, you would've ruined Suki's and Porsha's in a heartbeat. Yeah, I know all about that…Suki told me. And I know you have recordings of them together. In fact, I half-expected them to air before the trial. Though I'm sure you let your old pal Jimmy know about them beforehand. Probably wanted to save it for a 'big finale.'"
Despite her fear and trepidation, Linda actually managed to steel herself, responding to Charlie's accusations with as firm a tone as possible as she glared directly at him, though Charlie could see a small sliver of tears forming in her eyes as she seethed through clenched teeth.
"Yes…I was going to reveal those videos. I was going to give Jimmy the edge he needed to destroy your sister and Porsha's credibility. But after I heard what happened to Porsha, I started to have some doubts on whether or not it would be worth it. Even my brother was disturbed when he called me after that. And then, when I got back to the studio, some of my girls, like my hair-dresser and two of my make-up girls, came forward and said that Crystal also…raped them."
Linda paused, taking a deep breath so she could master her strength to continue.
"And I shudder to think how many more he's violated."
Linda held her hand to her mouth, a flood of tears falling down her cheeks as she fought back a sob, her sudden somber aura telling Charlie right then and there that she was serious about her misgivings, especially when he knew that members of her own staff were victims of Jimmy's perversions.
Though Linda wasn't done.
"And I fear I may not be too far behind them…once Jimmy finds out I gave you THIS."
With that, Linda reached into her pocket, procuring a single thumb drive, placing it down on the table before pushing it over to Charlie, the saluki stunned at what he was witnessing.
"It has all the dirt I've gotten over the past few months…plus a little extra that Jerry asked me to hold onto," Linda clarified, sheepishly bringing her hand back to herself, the horse soon twiddling her thumbs on the tabletop as she looked at Charlie with remorseful eyes.
"Just promise me you'll do whatever it takes to stop that monster."
Charlie sat in silence, his tired eyes staring at the drive that sat just inches in front of him. Carefully reaching forward, Charlie tenderly took the small device between his fingers, seeing and feeling that it was indeed real. And as he stood from his seat, Charlie made his way around the table to Linda, who nervously stood to her feet as well, the horse now just two feet from the saluki as he looked at her with a much softer gaze than when she first arrived.
"I won't forget this Linda," he said as he held up the thumb drive, only for the saluki to receive quite a surprise when Linda suddenly threw herself at him, wrapping her arms around his neck in a tight embrace. Charlie could even feel the fur on his neck becoming damp as Linda cried. But when Linda pulled away, the horse just couldn't help but gaze into Charlie's mesmerizing eyes, a deep passion soon starting to catch flame.
"Linda," Charlie began with a confused expression, the saluki unsure as to why Linda was look at him in such a way, "are you ok-MMPH!"
Charlie was immediately silenced by the sudden kiss, the lawyer finding it hard to believe that Linda was kissing him, the male having no idea that the horse had such strong impulses for him. And while Charlie knew he should push the equine away, he couldn't help but relish the softness of her lips. And when Charlie felt Linda start to rub her tongue along his lips and teeth. Chalrie, after much internal debate, figured what the hell, his tongue meeting hers as their moans filling the room.
"Looks like we're going to be the next 'Hot New," Charlie joked, pulling away after a good twenty seconds, the sexual tension between the two becoming unbearable.
Linda merely shrugged.
"Well," she began, causing Charlie to look at her with a playful smile, "I'm always looking for the next sto-MMPH!"
Before Linda could finish, she was silenced by Charlie jamming his tongue into her mouth, moaning loudly as hers began to battle his for dominance. While this oral battle happened, Charlie could feel Linda grinding her groin against his crotch, the moisture from her aroused sex so severe that it actually began seeping through her panties and jeans as she moaned into his mouth. Linda, of course, was greatly overjoyed to be getting some form of relief, relief she had not had in a long time. And the feeling of a prominent bulge pressing against her crotch only added to the excitement. Pulling out of the kiss, a string of saliva connecting their mouths, Linda moaned loudly.
"GOD, CHARLIE, I NEED THIS!"
But, just as she was about to continue her hormonal onslaught, Charlie quickly pushed her away, sitting her on her the table before pushing yanking her jeans down, exposing her pink panties which at this point were completely drenched. Charlie made quick work of the undergarments, letting them to drop to the floor. Spreading her legs wide, Charlie knelt down so that he was face to face with Linda's aroused folds, fluids dripping thanks to her earlier stimulation. Bringing his head forward, Charlie proceeded to pleasure Linda by taking a long, slow lick from the bottom of her slit to the top, eliciting a load moan of pleasure from the aroused equine. Linda couldn't take it anymore and, with startling speed and strength, wrapped both her legs around Charlie's neck, forcing his muzzle deeper into her sweet folds.
"MMPH!" Charlie grunted in surprise. Looking up at Linda with wide eyes, Charlie could see a look of sheer determination on her face, combined with a lustful glare as she ran her tongue over her teeth, a clear sign she was trying to take dominance. But every person has their breaking point, and Charlie found Linda's. With a devious smile of his own, Charlie proceeded to enjoy himself. While at first taking it slow, which seemed to aggravate the very desperate Linda, Charlie made a surprise move by grabbing Linda by both of her thighs, which seemed to confuse said female.
"Charlie, what are you-EEK!" Before Linda had time to respond, Charlie, with great skill, darted his tongue in and out of his companion's sweet passage with great speed. Linda was in such of state of pleasure that she began to drag her hard fingertips along the tabletop, her teeth biting into her lower lip as she tried in vain to suppress her screams as Charlie made her pussy leak like a faucet, his tongue working at such a rapid pace Linda thought he might put her vibrator to shame.
"OH FUCK YES!" Linda screamed as she reached down to the hem of her hoodie, grabbing the shirt underneath as well before pulling them up until they were city on top of her surprisingly buxom chest, concealed in an obviously undersized c-cup bra that held her large tits in place. But Linda fixed that she pulled the bra down, exposing her luscious double-d tits, the sensitive, brown nipples atop of them fully erect from the stimulation she was receiving. Not missing a beat, Linda began to mold and massage her breasts as Charlie continued to work on her slick opening. Withdrawing his tongue from the dripping snatch, Charlie began to nibble on Linda's swollen clitoris, an action that seemed to send Linda over the edge.
"CHARLIE, I'M-I'M GONNA...!"
With just enough time to react, Charlie, pulling away from the sensitive clit, latched his lips over Linda's quivering folds as she let loose a torrent of sweet nectar, which the experienced saluki managed to catch most of in his mouth, swallowing with satisfying gulps as Linda began to calm down from her orgasmic high. Gently repositioning Linda so that her legs were the only thing's hanging of the table, Charlie lowered his head once again to lick off the excess of Linda's release, making the spent woman moan in content. Once Charlie was satisfied with his work, he began to move to pick up Linda's panties. However, he soon received a great surprise.
Linda, having gained a second wind, turned the tables on Charlie by pushing him on the table where she had just been, quickly removing his loosened tie and opening his shirt in one go, though being careful to mind his holster straps. Before Charlie could react, Linda had deftly pulled his pants, belt and all, down to his knees, exposing his thirteen-inch member to the air, the tapered organ ending in a huge knot the size of a baseball. Just as Charlie prepared to speak, he let out a loud moan of pleasure as Linda began to expertly run her rough tongue up and down the length of his member.
"You're a hungry little filly aren't you," he finally managed to say, only to let out another loud moan as Linda, after bringing her mouth to the tip of Charlie's cock, expertly took the impressive member all the way down to the knot, causing Charlie's muscles to tense up in ecstasy. Before long, Charlie could feel the immense pleasure of Linda deepthroating his cock. But, as he observed, she seemed to be going a relatively slow, almost teasing pace.
"Oh," Runt began with a lustful growl, "this won't do."
Before Linda could even react, Charlie quickly stood to his feet, causing a surprised Linda to throw her arms behind her to keep herself from falling on her back. However, that was the least of her worries, for as soon as she had regained her balance, Charlie, after grabbing onto Linda's head with both hands, began to rapidly thrust his member deep into her mouth and throat, the sudden onslaught causing Linda to moan and gag on the male's member, especially when Charlie forced his knot in and out with each thrust, causing Linda o have a mini-orgasm at the sensation of having her mouth knot-fucked. Charlie, on the other hand, was on cloud nine, his loud panting and groaning a clear indication he was enjoying being the dominant partner.
"Yeah," he moaned, grabbing a hand full of Linda's hair, "swallow that thick cock, bitch."
At this point, Linda was so turned on that she was hooking three fingers in her pussy, her eyes watering from the rough onslaught on her throat, which was bulging out with each thrust of Charlie's cock. But, after a few minutes, a familiar pressure began to fill Charlie's loins.
"Linda!" He practically screamed as he looked down at the horse, her eyes having rolled into the back of her head from the pleasure as Charlie forced his knot past her lips one more time. After a few more hard thrusts, Charlie kept his cock firmly in Lindaa's throat, using both of his strong hands to hold her lips against his pelvis as the feeling on his warm sperm spurting from his throbbing member sending said female into a state of euphoria as she audibly gulped down the tasty treat. After about ten seconds, Charlie finally withdrew from Linda, a small string of semen connecting her mouth with the tip of his penis. Looking down to the dazed woman, Charlie held a triumphant smile.
"Consider that a thank you," he panted out with a sly smirk. Standing shakily to her feet, Linda, grabbing Charlie roughly by the collar, pulled him into a deep kiss, once again shoving her tongue into his mouth, allowing the male to taste himself on her tongue, moans of pleasure one again escaping their throats as Charlie's semi-flaccid member rubbed against Linda's dripping opening. Pulling away with gasp, Linda, having slightly recovered, returned Charlie's smile.
"It was my pleasure," she moaned, "and believe me, IT WAS."
With his sly smile never faltering, Charlie gently pulled himself away from Linda, both soon redressing themselves before Linda left. But, before she did, Linda placed one gentler kiss on Charlie's cheek, the saluki smiling as he watched the mare leave.
"Good Luck," Linda whispered before making her way out the door, Charlie watching her depart in her car with a new feeling of respect for the usually audacious horse. Unfortunately for Linda, she was about to find her fears to be confirmed as she would soon find herself in a whole new mess of trouble the moment she got back to her apartment. For the moment she stepped into the dark space, a single lamp by her white upholstered couch flicked on, revealing to a stunned, an admittedly nervous Linda…
"J-Jerry, w-what brings you hear?" Linda stammered, her nerves now greatly on end as she looked upon the short feline who had since been missing for the duration of the trial. The very feline who now studied her with unnerving calmness as he sat in the comfortable recliner that sat beside the couch. But what truly unnerved Linda was the fact that Jerry was not alone. Sitting on the armrest of the recliner was a water deer, leading Linda to believe that it was perhaps Jade Tusk. But upon closer inspection, Linda could see that it was not Jade Tusk, as both of the does' prominent fangs were real. And the moment Linda saw Jade Tusk twirling a dagger in her hand, the horse knew she was screwed. And much to Linda's dread, Jerry's response made her heart sink to her stomach.
"The Lovely Huifang and I am here for those recordings, Linda."
Linda froze, the tone in which Jerry said this, a tone laced with what Linda could only describe as venomous annoyance, which was very uncharacteristic of the usually timid and soft-spoken cat. And before she could give an answer, Huifang cut her off.
"Though I suppose we could always have Canis and Fellers get them from Dr. Lane once they're done with Moon and his friends."
Linda was completely frozen on the spot, her nerves shot and her mind on high alert. And the first thing her mind told her to do was quite simple.
Run.
Linda's hand, in lighting fast move, instantly reached for her phone that she had discarded on end-table on the end of the couch closest to her, the first number she dialed being answered after three long, agonizing rings.
"Crystal Tower Hotel, how may I help you," a neutral, yet familiar male voice sounded.
"Yes," Linda said breathlessly, the horse trying her best to get her breathing under control, made all the more difficult as she ran to her apartment door, grabbing her car keys that she kept on a hook by the door, the horse clearly in full panic mode as she bypassed the elevator, finding the stairs to be the fastest path to the parking garage. Now Linda wasn't sure if Jerry or Huifang had given chase, but at the present time, she didn't care.
"I am calling on behalf of Charlie Lane! His and the Aldan families are staying with Buster Moon and his associates at the hotel," she practically bellowed, the horse immediately bolting right for her car, using her fob to unlock it, though that didn't stop Linda from thinking…
Why the fuck do I park so far away?
"They need to be moved! I have reason to believe they are all in danger!"
At that moment, Linda could tell that the receptionist was now wide awake.
"RIGHT AWAY! THANK YOU MISS!"
And once the receptionist hung up, Linda, with total disregard to road safety, rung up Charlie.
"Miss me alre-?"
"CHARLIE, I'M ALMOST TO YOUR HOUSE! YOUR ASS BETTER GET IN MY CAR WHEN I GET THERE CAUSE I'M NOT STOPPING!"
"Linda, calm down, what's-?"
"IT'S LU! SHE SNUCK IN ALDAN'S OFFICE AND GOT THE EVIDENCE! SHE CAME FOR THE RECORDINGS! SHE JUMPED ME AT MY APARTMENT BUT I MANAGED TO GET AWAY! NOW CANIS AND FELLERS ARE GOING AFTER YOUR FRIENDS!"
A moment of silence…
Then…
"WELL STEP ON IT WOMAN!"
Shinedown by Devour blared in the Bristol Motor Speedway in Tennessee, the song barely heard over the screams of spectators and the sound of race cars driving at high speeds as the crowds roared in excitement as some cars pulled up to have a quick tune up by mechanics. But up in a private viewing box, her hard fingertips drumming the stand between her chair and her master's, a certain water doe just watched the excitement in complete boredom.
"Tell me again why we chose this instead of seeing the Titanic Museum in Pigeon Forge? They had a new exhibit about the movie. They even had that hunk of wood," Jade Tusk asked, the water deer wearing a dark violet undercut wig to conceal her identity, as well as generous layer of eyeliner and dark maroon eyeshadow, which went well with her rough hooligan attire of a leather jacket over a marron tube-top which did little to hide her busty cleavage, and torn jeans ending in open-toed high heels.
By her side sat Jimmy, which would have surprised anyone who walked in, as they were wondering how the disgraced mogul could be in Bristol and Redshore at the same time. Well, Jimmy had Ratigan and Gears to thank for that. And Richie, who was currently once again undercover as Deacon Frost, he had two certain bunnies to thank for this information. And if Jimmy and Shendu knew that the newest acquisitions of the private box they sat in were up to no good, they'd have made sure to do something about that.
But for now, the white wolf, dressed in attire almost similar in theme to Jade Tusk's, with it being jeans, a flannel button-down shirt, a black blazer and boots, just sat back and enjoyed the show, while at the same time keeping a firm hold of the head of a female rabbit, the horny doe void of all clothing as she swallowed Jimmy's rod, who was so engrossed in his pleasure that he failed to notice something…familiar about the doe blowing him, all while fingering herself to multiple orgasms.
"Why waste time on boring history stuff when this is much more exciting; If these guys lose focus for even a millisecond you have to scrape them off the fence with a shovel…A SHOVEL!" Jimmy said, laughing like the lunatic he was.
"You came hoping to see a crash?" Shendu asked from the other side of the wolf, puffing a cigar that would be too big for anyone smaller than him. And it always gave him great satisfaction when he looked down on someone, especially Jimmy who gave him a snarky response.
"No, I came here for the sport of race- Of course it's to see a crash!"
"You're sick, Jimmy," Jade Tusk said, the doe leaning her head on the palm of her hand, clearly bored out of her mind from the potential carnage beneath her.
"Wanna be the pot or the kettle?" Jimmy rebuked with a morbid laugh, making Jade Tusk roll her eyes as she fished out her phone, checking to see if there were any updates from her network of spies and informers. And when she did, she was intrigued to see a message from…
"What do you have Jerry?" Jade Tusk mumbled to herself, opening the message, only for a deep frown to form on her muzzle. This of course, did not go unnoticed by Jimmy, who out of curiosity, managed to mentally pull himself from his pleasure to lean in.
"What is it?" he lowly inquired, careful to make sure Shendu didn't hear him. But what Jimmy heard made his blood boil.
"It's from Jerry… 'LeBon compromised: Lane has Assets.'"
Linda pulled up to Charlie's house, slowing down just enough for Charlie to jump into the car "Dukes of Hazard" style. And the first thing that Linda noticed upon looking at Charlie was the saluki's distressed expression.
"I've been a fool," he whined as Linda floored it.
Meanwhile, at the hotel, Able was pacing outside the doors of the hotel room, his breathing labored and his mind racing at what Sam had told him. In truth, Sam had been manning the receptionist desk, the Irish-wolf having disguised himself in a uniform reserved for the hotel staff, even with a doorman's cap, just to keep a good vantage point of the lobby. But the moment he got that call about his friends being in danger, he immediately set a plan in motion…
Which would more than likely result in a Battle Royale.
DING!
Able's ears perked and his heart stopped the moment he heard the elevator arrive, the doors opening to reveal Jimmy Crystal's two loyal bodyguards.
Meanwhile, Linda was going thirty over the speed limit as she wove through traffic. Something that Charlie was quick to point out as he held onto the support handle overhead. Or as he called it in situations like this, the "Oh Shit Handle."
"One thing's for sure," she said in a nervous laugh, "we'll defiantly get plenty of cops to follow us."
"NOT NOW LINDA!"
And Linda immediately began to mentally smack himself.
"I'm sorry, I'm sorry! I dick around when I'm stressed!"
Meanwhile, at the end of the hotel hall…
"Sorry Chief," Canis said with a cruel smirk as he raised what looked like a gun, "this won't kill ya but it won't tickle either."
And before Able could even pull his gun, he received 50,000 volts from the taser in the charcoal wolf's hand, the poor officer convulsing on the floor as every muscle in his body contracted. And once they made sure the wolf was out cold, Canis turned to Fellers, both sharing a cruel smile.
"This is where the fun begins."
Back in Bristol, the three villains were watching the race, all completely unaware of the two uninvited guests that had managed to slip into the private box disguised as a bartender and Jimmy's current cock-sleeve, the two rabbit's fur dyed a dark-brown to conceal their grey and silver pelts. And needless to say, Jack and Judy were listening intently as the three villains conversed, though Judy found herself becoming distracted by Jimmy's admittedly tasty cock, the sight of his girl blowing the criminal wolf actually driving Jack to discreetly joke himself behind the bar, thick streams of rabbit spunk hitting the bottles hidden behind with a dull clink as he came.
Really, Jack thought to himself, clearly disgusted by his own actions, you're getting off to getting cucked by Jimmy Crystal?
But at that moment, Jack found himself pulled from his thoughts as a charcoal black German Shepherd stepped into the box, though Jack let a small smirk tug at his lips as he watched Deacon Frost struggle to carry a tray weighed down with all sorts of fatty, greasy food one would find at the tracks concession stand.
"Bout time Deacon, I'm starving," Jade Tusk said as Richie reached, the shepherd quickly taking note of Jimmy, who he knew had not been there the hour before when he first arrived. But then again, Jack and Judy had messaged him about a very interesting development in Jimmy's world.
"Hey, Jimbo," Richie said as he sent the wolf a playful smirk, trying his best to ignore the fact that the said wolf was now pumping load after load of hot cum down Judy's gullet, the doe letting out low hums of contentment as she savored the salty, musky taste, all while a giddy feeling spread through as Richie confirmed that he had received the intel she and Jack got.
"I hear you have a Synth that looks like you up in Redshore at the moment."
"Yeah, that way I could be here and not worry about being locked up in jail," Jimmy replied as he withdrew his cock from Judy's mouth, the rabbit letting out a gurgling gasp as she swallowed down the last shot of Jimmy's cum that filled her mouth as he pulled out. But as Richie began passing out the snacks, he noticed that Judy was in for a ride the moment Jimmy pulled her into his lap, the bunny soon finding her tight pussy being stretched out by Jimmy's cock.
"Ah, great," Jade Tusk said as she got her nachos and cheese dip, the doe happy that her night wasn't a total loss. And as Jade Tusk took a bite of her food before looking at her master, resting a hand on the bulge in his pants, gently rubbing up and down the length that traveled down the leg.
"Hey, thanks for making me and Jimmy take a break from the court room drama. I really, really needed this," she said, her gratitude rewarded by Shendu as he wrapped a large arm around her, using one hand to pull down her tube top and expose her gorgeous melons. But before Shendu could get too involved with his top enforcer, he took notice of the fact that a new party had entered the box.
"Ah, Alistair," Shendu said as he looked behind Richie, who didn't really need to follow the dragon's gaze as he knew who the new arrival was just by his voice. And he knew that if Wolf was there, there would be nothing left of the disgraced former guinea pig professor.
"I see our donor has made his appearance," Marmalade said, the guinea big extending his hand to Richie, who tried his hardest not to sneer at the diminutive rodent as the latte reintroduced himself.
"Professor Alistair Marmalade."
"Deacon Frost," Richie responded after a moment, the shepherd trying his hardest to swallow the growl that threatened to come out. While Richie was shocked to see the infamous Marmalade, he also felt a deep rage burning within him. Oh, how he hated this rodent for using Mason and The Bad Guys as patsy for his crime. He was so enraged that he wanted to light a fire on him, but he knew couldn't. The last Richie wanted to do was let his emotions get in the way of his mission. One slip up, and it all comes crashing down, he had to remind himself.
"So, what brings our donor to this race?" Jade Tusk asked as she set aside her nachos, the doe wanting to have both hands free to undo Shendu's pants, the water deer immediately lathering the huge two-foot cock with saliva, spreading it around with her breasts in a passionate tit-fuck.
"Oh, I just want to see my lucky car win a race and I could win a bet," Richie said, the shepherd noticing that Marmalade was also as uncomfortable as him in this sudden scene of debauchery.
"Come on, Deacon, we know better than that," Jimmy said as he continued to move Judy up and down on his cock, the rabbit's eyes rolled into the back of her head as she felt the huge bulge in her stomach pulse against her hands. And despite his unease, Richie decided to try and diffuse an already volatile situation.
"Let's just say that we need to learn to control ourselves and not be so extreme to others, particularly, Sam O'Brian and Dax Sterling. Leave them and their families out of this."
"And just let them ruin Jimmy's reputation? I don't think so," Jade Tusk said as she began to rub the while front of her torso against Shendu's cock.
"But don't," she continued as she licked globs of pre from Shendu's tip, "we know how to weed them out. That's one of the great things of having King Bear as an ally."
"They are loose ends, sure," Richie tried to reason, pushing aside the great unease of what Jade Tusk just said, "but they don't need to be tied off along with their families."
Needless to say, Richie was convincing no one. Though it wouldn't have done any good, as at that present time in Redshore, there was going to be hell to pay.
Canis and Fellers kicked down the door to the hotel room, which they are surprised to find dark, save for the lights bleeding in from the outside city. Realizing that perhaps their prey were hiding, Canis raised a finger to his lip before slowly reaching into his jacket, followed by Fellers, both males procuring two Glocks before quietly moving into the room, both being very careful not to make too much noise. And while moving among the furniture and ornate, crystal-themed furnishings, both wolf and cheetah were searching... listening... their eyes tracking rapidly in the open space of tables, knowing their prey could be anywhere.
Canis glances behind him, briefly distracted by a silver serving trolley glinting in the city lights. And not too far away, crouched behind one of the couches, Sam, Dax and Nick were crouching, both ready to pounce once they knew the moment was right.
"Stay here," the Nick said before moving off, keeping out of sight of the two bodyguards, moving over with great stealth, steal he had not practiced since his days as a Popsicle hustler in Zootopia. And as Nick moved into positions, Sam and Dax, there own guns at the ready, quietly conversed over their next course of action. But for Sam, his nerves spiked the moment he saw Dax's eyes go wide, the Texas wolf's gaze focused on something, or rather someone, behind Sam.
And as Sam hesitantly looked over his shoulder, his heart dropped as he and Dax were now looking down the barrels of a smirking Fellers and Canis's guns. But before either can squeeze the trigger, Canis is suddenly blindsided by Nick, the fox tackling the bigger wolf away from his friends, the two males slamming together into a table, crashing over it, and toppling to the floor, Nick jamming his knee down on Canis's hand, breaking his grip on the pistol before kicking it away. But before Nick can celebrate his small victory…
"You little SHIT!" Fellers growled as he lunged at Nick, only to receive his own bit of karma in the form of Dax intercepted, pinning his arms behind his back as Sam came and gut-punched the cheetah right in the solar plexus, doubling him over.
"Compliments of the Davis Clan!" Sam growled before grabbing a winded Fellers and slamming him headfirst into the big screen T.V., effectively cracking it with a sickening sound, the cheetah dropping to the floor in an unconscious mess.
"What the hell is this?!" Canis growled as he finally managed to kick Nick off of him, only to find himself staring at Dax and Sam, both having their guns trained on him.
"Looks like you blokes chose the wrong party to crash," Sam smiled as he slowly walked towards Canis, the wolf giving a defiant sneer as he slowly stepped back, trying to put some distance between himself and the two wolves in front of him.
"Should have been here about an hour earlier," Dax continued with a smug smirk, "we moved the others to a different floor of this hotel," Dax said.
"You want them, you're gonna have to go through us, partner," Nick said, finally regaining his breath as he stood to his feet.
"Bring it on!" Fellers declared as he and Canis charged at the three. Canis tried to deliver punches to Dax and he countered using his skills as a bounty hunter.
Canis tried to attack Sam and Nick with a knife, but Dax managed to grab Canis's wrist, twisting it until the hench-wolf dropped the knife with an agonizing yell, the offending blade being kicked way by Nick. Unfortunately for Dax, Canis always chose to fight dirty, as evident by the fact that in a split second Dax felt a throbbing pain in his groin, courtesy of a well-aimed kick by Canis, who then tried to kick Nick, but Nick was quick to Canis's moves and delivered a powerful blow to Canis's neck and subdued him.
At that moment, after getting an all clear from Nick, the group were quickly joined by Cain, Big Daddy and his gang moved in, the quartet have no trouble detaining the two assassins as Fangmeyer called the police. But as everyone started to calm down, Cain ran over to Able's side as he removed the barbs from his brother.
"Able, are you alright?" Cain asked as he helped his brother sit up, the white wolf offering a smug smirk to his brother.
"Yeah, I'm okay. God, that hurt," Able groaned with a laugh, joined by Cain. But, the moment was interrupted by a terrified shout.
"Daddy!"
Turning to the voice, Able found himself once again on his back as Matt barreled into him, the pup crying as he hugged his father along with Rachel. But around that time, Fellers had come too, the cheetah growling at Nick as he sent the fox a death glare that would definitely kill if it could.
"When our boss is free, he'll fuck your sister and he'll enjoy hearing her scream," he said with a defiant smirk, only to receive a powerful right hook to the face from the angry fox.
"If he so much as touches Jasmine, I'll drag him across the graveled road, break every bone in his body, and then I'll feed his remains to a feral warthog."
Nick then grabbed Fellers and pulled him close.
"And I might just make you my bitch to play with when I'm bored."
Outside the hotel, Charlie immediately bolted from Linda's car, the horse staying behind as she was in too much of a panicked state to think properly. But it was at that moment that Linda realized that Charlie was running on full adrenaline, the saluki hellbent to defend his family and friends from the threat that lay within. But as she watched Charlie approach the doors, Linda made a very upsetting observation.
There were no cops.
But unfortunately for her, a cold, sultry voice whispered in her ear from the back seat.
"Thought you could get away?"
There was no scream. And in matter of minutes the car was speeding down the road…
With an unconscious Linda in the back.
Mr. Crystal is going to love breaking you in, Bitch, Huifang thought to herself with sinister smile.
As Charlie bolted into the hotel into the elevator, the saluki took the time in the lift to make sure his pistol was ready.
"Remember," Charlie warned himself as drew closer and closer to his stop.
"Watch your aim."
With that the doors suddenly opened, the lawyer bolting down the long hall until he came upon the door that lead to his friends and family…
A door that was slightly ajar, allowing the light from within to bleed through into the dim hall.
But on the inside, they could here nothing. And so, after giving a silent nod to Jack, Charlie gently pushed open the door, pistol at the ready, prepared to go down in a blaze of glory if need be. But the moment he stepped into the main room, his eyes widened at what they saw.
The Lanes, Moon troupe, Cain and his family, and Nick's family were all seated in the center of the room, along with Sam and Dax, the Irish-wolf actually having his lap occupied by a curious Matt, who was observing a piece of shining metal in his hands. And from what he could see, Charlie was very confused to find that the situation seemed well in hand, his friends and family conversing as he finally took notice of a bound and gagged Canis and Fellers being watched by Big daddy and his boys. And it was only when Dax's eyes landed on Charlie that his smile faded.
"Bout time you two showed up," he said, causing everyone to look at the lawyer, their eyes all going wide in alarm to upon seeing that he was packing heat.
"Why don't you put that away and join us," Sam added with a teasing smirk. And while at first hesitant, Charlie lowered his gun, but still had it ready as he was still very unsure if he should let his guard down even if Crystal's thugs were detained. And as the lawyer made his way to sit with his family.
"Now," Sam said after a tense minute of silence, "I'm sure you all have many questions…but for starters, I think Dax and I need to share something with you lot."
And upon hearing this, all eyes were focused on the two wolves as Sam, after silently persuading Matt to release the shiny object in his hand, placed it down on the coffee table separating him and Dax from the others. And as he did so, Dax followed suit, the wolf setting down another object similar to Sam's on the table. And so, with great curiosity, the others leaned forward, each very curious as to what they were, quickly getting their answer...
Badges.
And upon seeing what was embossed on the brass badges, Charlie was the first to voice the groups' astonishment.
"S.U.C.M.?