Company

Two days passed. Ramoos's cell rang. "Yeah, Ramoos." "You got company." "Is it them?" "You won't believe this. We think we should follow them in - you go ahead and let them in." "You think it's safe?" "We'll keep you covered, just keep your weapon drawn." "Oh!?" "Yeah, they're almost at the door." "How many?" "Two." "What do they look like?" "They must be the most wasted people we've ever seen...or sick...something's not normal here." "In drugs, there never is." "This is different. Big difference here. You'll see."

There was a rapping on the metal frame of the door...it was vaguely eerie thought Ramoos. "OK, we're letting them in..." Ramoos put down the phone, opened the door and drew his breath. The stench was awful. They looked like they were dead, there clothes were in tatters. One had a grisly slash mark across his throat. They both appeared to male, if gender applies to such things. The one had no eyes. Only sockets. And they were partially closed.

It moaned. The other one growled "Roger", in a very raspy voice. "Who the hell are you? Who do you work for?" The one spoke again, "Roger." "Roger can't come right now. What do you want with him?" "The money." "That's it. He's not paying you anything." Just then the squad appeared from behind. "Jeez! They stink rotten. Phew!" "Yeah well I'm afraid we're going to have to take them with us. Gentleman, we're the police. I'm Detective Ramoos, and you're under arrest. You can come along quietly."

Just then Roger entered the room. "Holy Christ. There here. It's them." "Roger here says you've been making extortion demands and threatened to take him away." "Just then, the one pushed Ramoos - hard - and headed for Roger." "Stop.", ordered Ramoos. The thing just kept heading for Roger. "Roger get the hell out of here. Gentleman (to the squad) take control of these things and get them the hell downtown. It took all five and Ramoos to subdue them, they were extremely strong. "Jesus, they're powerful. I hope the dry cleaners can get the stench out of suit. Take them in guys. Roger! We're going to take you downtown to ID these two. Think you can do that?" Roger called from the other room, "Yeah, I'm coming."