Strike Out: Mustangs Baseball #6 by Roz Lee

Author:Roz Lee
Language: eng
Format: azw3, epub
Publisher: State of Mind Publishing
Published: 2014-10-14T04:00:00+00:00

He could tell by the look on Ramirez’s face as he strode across the dugout toward him that Tricia had convinced the man to wear the wireless sensors for today’s game. Royce knew firsthand how those things could pinch as your body moved in the normal range of motion.

Tony rubbed the top of his thigh and instantly Strike remembered the day that particular electrode had malfunctioned on him. Christ. The idea of Tricia doing to Tony what she’d done to him made him see red before he forced rational thoughts to take over. Ramirez was married, very happily so it seemed. The idea of her seeing and touching Tony…shit. The thought fucked with his sanity.

“Come with me.” Ramirez barked the order as he passed Royce in the nearly empty pre-game dugout and headed into the tunnel leading to the clubhouse.

What the fuck? Out of curiosity, he followed. When Tony opened the door to the very same supply closet where things had gone beyond heated to explosive with Tricia, and motioned him inside, Royce balked. “You got problems with the equipment, you fix it yourself.” He turned to head back out to watch batting practice only to have Tony’s hand clamp down on his elbow, stopping him.

“Get in here. Now. We need to talk.” Surprised at the usually jovial man’s angry tone, Royce glanced up and down the hallway to make sure no one was around then stepped into the closet.

“What the fuck, man?”

“Have you given any thought to this research bullshit?” Tony stood with his hands fisted on his hips. Royce had never seen his teammate this pissed off.

“Tricia’s research?”

“What the fuck else would I be talking about? Do you have any idea what this could mean if she succeeds and it ends up in the owner’s hands? We’ll all be out of a fuckin’ job. There won’t be anyone on the field except perfect fuckin’ robots. We’ve got to put a stop to this. Now. Before she comes up with something concrete.”

“Whoa.” Royce held up a hand to stop Tony’s rant. “Stop right there. We aren’t going to do anything to stop Tricia’s research.” He waved his index finger between them. “You and I are going to wear her fuckin’ electrodes so she can collect whatever fuckin’ readings she wants. Then you’re going to stay the fuck away from her.”

“Seriously? Are you even listening to yourself? You’re so much in love with the woman, you can’t see what’s going on here.” Tony jabbed a finger in the center of Royce’s chest. “Fuckin’ management is using her research to screw us all out of our contracts.”

Royce was so hung up on Tony’s assertion he was in love with Tricia, he almost missed the last part of the man’s statement. “What the fuck are you talking about? You think management is using her?”

Ramirez explained his thoughts, ending with his belief that Dr. Reed was completely innocent in regards to his conspiracy theory.

Royce gripped the corner of the metal shelving to keep himself upright.

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