The Playboy Prince by Mikey Lee

Author:Mikey Lee [Lee, Mikey]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Published: 2018-05-14T05:00:00+00:00

11

With Dryce safely locked in the car, Erik sped out of the parking garage. Reaching in his pocket for his cell phone, he tossed it over to Dryce. “Call Mr. Ngo. Now.”

Trying to follow Erik’s direction while being bounced around in the passenger seat, Dryce fumbled around with the phone. “Got it. It’s ringing.” Dryce clicked the speaker phone button.

“Go for Ngo,” Austin answered.

“Austin… it’s a no go. We’ve got some shit,” Erik franticly shouted while trying to navigate through the city towards the hotel.

“Is the Prince okay?” Austin asked.

“I’m fine, I’m right here,” Dryce was quick to answer.

“What’s going on?” Austin tried to get a grasp of what was happening.

“There was a murder. Some guy got offed in the stairwell. I didn’t see what happened. I didn’t think it was a good scene for Dryce to be at once the cops and everyone showed up. So, I got him out of there as soon as I could before we got stuck in the garage,” Erik shouted into the phone. Glancing back in the rear view mirror, he noticed a set of headlights coming up on him fast. “And, I think we’ve got a tail.”

Dryce looked back too, “No no… it’s just Tom.”

Erik looked at him quickly then back at the road. “How do you know? It can’t be—we left him way behind.”

“Tank… those are the headlights of a Skyline R34. I could tell what those look like from a mile away. Plus, that car is actually way faster than this one.”

Austin shouted, his voice frenzied, “Erik, get the Prince here now!”

“We’re on the way and we’re coming in hot,” Erik barked, swerving around traffic.

“I’m on the way down to the loading docks of the hotel. I’ll meet you there.” Austin was back to his refined self as he hung up the phone, though his tone left no room for argument. Everyone knew what could be at stake.

Roughly twenty minutes later, having backtracked and made extra turns to avoid being followed, Erik power slid around the corner leading to the hotel’s loading docks. The muffler from the Supra backfired as he skidded to a halt. Dryce slowly opened the passenger door while Austin and three armed security guards from the hotel staff quickly surrounded him.

“Where’s Tompika?” Austin directed his question over the roof of the car at Erik.

Standing there with his right foot still in the car, Erik turned. “We lost him somewhere in the traffic.”

Austin nodded and directed Dryce and the guards inside as he followed behind. Erik cautiously brought up the rear.

Back in the hotel suite, Erik locked the door behind Austin and Dryce. Hotel security stayed positioned outside in the hallway, explicit instructions not to let anyone near the suite doors.

“Ok, now tell me everything that happened,” Austin said taking a breath.

Shrugging his shoulders, Dryce looked back and forth between Austin and Erik. “I don’t know; I was just following Tank’s direction.”

Taken aback, Austin cocked an eyebrow at Dryce. “You followed direction? Without a fight?”

“Yeah, look I know what you did the last time, and I know why.

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