Bare
VS Hairy Balls: Chase’s Rage
By
Jimmy
Carefully, Doug watches Chase enters the room.
Chase has lost his backup and seems unsure of his
next move. Without Max and Rex, Chase’s presence seems awfully diluted. Doug
spies the hesitation in his stance, and indirection of either going to aid the
twins, Max and Rex or confront Doug; so, Doug decides to make the choice for
him.
Cracking his knuckles on each fist, Doug walks purposely
forward and grinning like a jackal with his wide toothy smile on display his
look both hungry and dangerous. ‘I am the
hunter, and he is my prey,’ Doug thinks getting closer to Chase.
Chase freezes, his indecision costing him, and he takes
a quick look over one shoulder.
Max is calling for brother in the hallway, trapped in
Sam Hell’s embrace a hand around his waist, the other around his neck.
And Rex is not in better shape being squeezed in a
bear hug by Jake.
Chase gulps and the sound bring a chuckle out of Doug.
“Your friends are toast, and so are you.”