“Sergeant Niles!” he yelled, leaving his keys in the lock to run down the hallway after Mac.
In image three, a door opened and Timber and the female came out, their arms around each other. Timber pulled the door closed and steered the female down another empty hallway.
Thanks,Timber said.
Thank Predator. I finished coding it finally and the first thing it did was find you.
I’m telling you, call it Wulf.
Nah. Too cliché.
In image two, Mac reluctantly stopped and turned around, a scowl on his face. He crossed his arms and widened his stance.
“Sergeant Niles! Your KSRT officer, Timber Wheeling, is canoodling my dispatcher again.”
“Give it a rest, Bob. Timber’s working.”
“Yeah, working on getting in my dispatcher’s pants.”
Mac only stared at the male, arms still crossed. His lip twitched, showing his teeth for a moment.
“He’s with her right now—in the meeting room! You go to the other door, and I’ll chase him out and then you’llhaveto do something about it.”
Mac said nothing. He waved his hand that way. The dispatch supervisor turned and hurried back to the door, key at the ready, expression eager. Mac followed, then passed him, turning left at the next hallway.
Timber, here comes Mac.
I think we’re caught.
Duck into tunnel 12.
Civilians aren’t allowed in the tunnels.
They sure aren’t.Canyon laughed. He opened a desk drawer and rummaged around until he found a Cracker Jack box. He put his feet up on the desk and threw popcorn into his mouth, watching the screen.
Timber pulled the dispatcher in close and locked lips with her, then backed up to a door marked AUTHORIZED PERSONNEL ONLY.
Help a wolf out,he said.
“Predator, open the door to Tunnel 12.”
The door whooshed open and Timber walked the dispatcher inside, still kissing her, and the door slid shut. Mac appeared at the other end of the hallway and stopped at the door to the breakroom. It opened and the dispatch supervisor came out, his expression furious.
“They were in here.”
Mac said nothing, only stared at the dispatch supervisor, a scowl on his face.
The guy shook his head and wagged a finger in Mac’s face. “If I didn’t know better, Sergeant, I’d say you were helping him.”
Mac looked like he’d had enough. “And if I didn’t know better,Bobbo, I’d say you forgot who the hell you’re talking to.”
The other male stared at Mac for a moment like maybe he wanted to respond but then thought better of it. He turned and hurried down the hallway toward dispatch.
Mac looked up until he found a surveillance camera on the ceiling. He flipped it off with both hands, pointed at it aggressively, then took off down the hallway.
Canyon laughed and called Timber inruhi.You’re in trouble with Mac.
I can handle Mac.
