Chapter 215

"You're not walking out. So they'll carry you," Ashton said to the men. "He flies out tonight." "Yes, sir." One of them yanked the duvet off. Reginald shrieked. Another grabbed his arms, two more took his legs, and they hoisted him off the mattress in one smooth motion. He kicked like a feral cat. "You're all insane! Put me down!" They didn't. They marched straight for the door. Reginald wriggled free for half a second, dropped to the floor with a loud thud, and scrambled into a sitting position. "Fine! I'll go! But it's the middle of the bloody night. There's no flight now. Just let me sleep, I'll leave first thing in the morning." "It's the middle of the afternoon. And you're leaving tonight," Ashton said. "The jet's ready. Oh, and you're paying for it. Out of pocket or out of salary. Your call." Reginald stayed on the floor. The guards didn't touch him again, but they closed in just enough to block every exit. He glanced around, wild-eyed. His shoulders sank. He wasn't getting out o