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It took almost an hour, but eventually James came back in the room.

In his right hand, held from his neck and dragged across the floor, was plasticized Jonathan.

He was on his knees, arms to his sides, dick at attention, and his head tilted back with his mouth open.

Oddly enough Jonathan was smiling, which is pretty strange to look so happy when someone is hunting down you and your friends. He looked like an excited puppy.

James held a phone in his other hand and it was dialing.

"What's the status?" Asked the voice on the other end.

"Done." James answered

"Any trouble?" 

"Nothing I couldn't handle" James replied and looked at frozen David with a smile.

"How many?" Asked the voice.

"27 including the boss, plus 13 sent here by the police as you predicted. Almost everyone were already immobile in one way or another. Except for the boss and this cutie here I'm holding right now."

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