Forever Indy (The Morticians Daughter Sequel) (DISCONTINUED)

The Police Have Not Got You Surrounded

I snort coffee through my nose, spluttering with laughter. I look at Seth, who is sitting there cool as a cucumber. 

"You serious?"

"That a guy in my office photocopied his dick and drunkenly sent it to all his collegues? Yup. Entirely." 

I shake my head in disbelief. That was a perfect reason of why I don't drink. "Some Christmas party ypu guys must have had then."

"Oh yeah, wild. I do believe a microwave was exploded..." He slowly smiles as if recalling something.

"And here I am guessing that you're the one that made it explode."

"Caught red handed. Literally was, there was a burrito in it and it exploded, red everywhere."

My eyes grew wide, "What type of burrito was that?!"

"A very red one." 

"Guys, if you don't mind hurrying it along we're closing up soon," a waitress tells us in a manor that makes me think she dispises this place. 

"Yeah we better split..." I gather up my stuff which basically contains my phone which is almost flat on battery and some cash. Walked outside I wave goodbye to Seth.

"Good luck driving!" he calls to me, laughing.

"Smart ass!" I shout back, grinning. I'm going to be honest here, Seth isn't as bad as Andy percieved him to be. Maybe he was bad, now not so much. I hop back into the van and drive down to my shop which I ;eft my sketch book. I is in total darkness except for the windows lit, displaying the tattoos which were lit by tiny lights on the floor, installed by the members of BVB begrudgingly. I unlock the doors and go to the back room. Then I hear a crash. Which gives me a big enough fright to flail to the floor in a heap. I curse under my breath as I hear more glass smashing.

"Great, no alarm," someone comments then the crunching of heavy boots on glass.

Oh yeah there's an alarm. But seeing as I came into this place with a key it's deactivated. I curse myself and my forgetfulness of leaving my sketch book behind. I crawl over to the door and press my ear to it. My heart is pounding so hard I won't be suprised if they could hear it. 

"Lana! Get your ass over here!" 

"What?!"

"How the hell do you get this cash stuff open?"

"Like I have a clue. Did we even come here for the money?" 

The guy pasued, "Just because we're crashing a place doesn't mean we don't have to take some kind of prize."

Oh fuck, they're going to wreck my baby! 

I'm not pregnant and it's not Andy (human or dog) so you take the guess of what baby I'm referring to. And no it's not the cash register. 

"Got the bat?"

Bat?! BAT?! I severely hope they are talking about a blind bat that flies and shits rather that one of those large stick things that I knocked myself out with once in school. I hear a crash. They did not mean the flying shitting bat. More crashes. They're batting my baby! I dig my phone out of my pocket and scroll through my contacts frantically. I held my finger over the button to call Andy. Then I remember he's miles and miles away and not much help. I backtrack and go for Jesse. Luckily she answers on the third ring.

"Hey Iris!"

"Jesse, we're being robbed."

"We're what?!"

Another smashy crashy that I'm confident that she heard. 

"OhmyGod! What do I do?! Do I call nine-one-one?! Do I come over?! Do I get my Moms gun?!"

"Your Mom has a gun?" I ask, suddenly distracted.

"Well yes..." Jesse replies meekly, "But that's besides the point! I'll figure out something, hold tight hun!" And with that my phone buzzed dead. 

"Is that a light in there?" one of them asks. Oh shit. Scooting back of my but I make myself as invisble as I possibly could behind a potted plant. The door handle jiggles. 

"Kaleb..."

"This is the police! We've got you surrounded!" what I pressume a cop shouts.

"We are armed and ready to shoot!" a different voice chips in. One all too familiar. 

"Out out out!" the girl ushers, going out the side door. Then it's silent except for my ragged breathing. The door swings open and someone in full black is there, pointed a gun frantically around. I scream, fall out of the plant and cause it to topple over ontop of me. Soil and all.

"Sam! Drop the gun!" Jesse runs in.

"Dude! What...? You...? Guy? Gun? Plant!" I manage to splutter out, coughing as I swallowed some soil. The person with the gun takes off a black face mask, unveiling red hair and features much like Jesse.

I raise an eyebrow at both of them.

"Iris meet my twin, Sam. Sam meet my employer and friend, Iris." 

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Sorry for delay!

Big thanks to zippo820 who helped me with this chapter and is actually Sam :3

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