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Part
54
Chet grabbed his throat, the universal sign of choking. Marco stared at his friend in shock. Cap and Mike whirled on Joyce. "You poisoned him!"
"What?" Joyce yelled.
"I'm onto you, you witch!" yelled Cap. "Still trying to cash in on my insurance while you can? And you decided to take out your lil boy-toy here at the same time. Don't think I don't know about you and him!"
"Boy Toy!" exploded Stoker as Marco stood behind Chet, preparing to do the Heimlich manuever. "Who are you calling a BOY TOY?"
"If the shoe fits, pal!" Cap yelled. "It's always the quiet ones.."
"Hank, you're out of your mind." Joyce shrieked, as Marco rammed his fist into Chet's solar plexus. "I simply made you all lasagna. HOW DARE you imply I would POISON you!"
Mike snorted. "Well, I wouldn't put it past you!"
Hank rolled his eyes. Marco applied the Heimlich once more and Chet spat out a wad of gooey Lasagna and cheese. All eyes swung to watch as the poor fireman gasped for air.
"See!" Joyce yelled. "He was just choking!"
"Yeah," rasped Chet. "Tha...thanks for your concern."
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Roy yelled down into the elevator shaft. "Johnny!" Oh God NO! he thought.
"I'm okay!" yelled John Gage. "I'm tangled in the cables."
Roy leaned his head against the elevator shaft, relieved. "I heard a thud!" he yelled.
Johnny answered, "My shoe got knocked off. It fell on top of the elevator. Get me out of here, will ya? And hurry!"
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Jack sighed with relief as he listened to the exchange from above. "He's okay!"
Harriet narrowed her eyes, her mouth pursed in a thin line. "Too bad!" she said. "I'd have liked to have that bad influence away from my son."
"Your son," Jack snorted. "Come on, Harriet. I know your skeletons. When are you gonna tell that boy that you are not his REAL mother?"
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