"Are you sure he didn't just lie? I mean he could've gotten away by now." Tubbo skepticism made him believe this was all a foul smelling lie. He probably packed up and left.
"Tubbo, it was your idea in the first place to wait-" Tommy was stopped after hearing a ranting crowd. "Oh shit." He and the boys stopped short of a small group of patriots, screaming and yelling due to the assistant mayor being bumped up after Mr. Thompson left.
"Wait. Hold on, he didn't leave did he?" Tubbo shriveled at the thought of it, so he brazed past the crowd and tried to get into the building only to be stopped by the security, trying to manage the big riot. He ran back to Tommy and Wilbur. "They won't let anyone in. Restricted."
"Great, we can sneak into the back." Wilbur said, taking out his flint knife. Tommy and Tubbo pushes him up, letting his tall body barely reach the window, which was conveniently open. He sneaked inside, where no one resided.
"You alright there, big fella?" Tubbo asked as Tommy went back and forth the back end of the building.
"This is not safe Tubbo." Tommy warned as he stopped pacing. Wilbur cracked open the door to the new mayor standing by the door.
"This is fine-" Suddenly they heard a loud noise like a door slam. The Vice President was a big, bulky buzz cut guy, holding Wilbur by the collar and shoving him against the wall.
"Please don't do anything." Wilbur panted as the vice began choking him. "Please."
"Filthy American." The vices thick Russian accent surprised him as he was slammed against the desk.
"What have you done to-" Wilbur suddenly got shoved out the window, falling on his stomach. "Aww shit." Tommy and Tubbo helped him up.
"Well now to my new plan." Tubbo spoke, dusting off Wilbur. "Plan B."
YOU ARE READING
Splinter Way
Mystery / ThrillerIn the small town of Marryton, Texas, an experiment backfired causing the release of a deadly virus that threatens there entire town. Will they be able to distinguish these zombies in time or will they conquer the world and leave it in pieces?
