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Just at the moment, a loud crash came from behind the pair. Both simultaneously whipped their heads around. Lafyette stood in the door frame, the actual door scattered across the floor.
"It was unlocked..." Alex said, his attention diverted from Reynolds. The older man stood there, agape.
"Does it look like I mcfreaking care, mon ami?" Laf asked. He was smiling, but there was rage in his eyes. Reynolds shook himself out of his daze.
"What are you doing here, little boy?" he snarled.
"I cam here to put an end to this whole thing." Laf answered, scowling back. "Herc!"
Suddenly, there was loud CLANK, and Reynolds toppled to the ground. Hercules stood above him, wielding a frying pan, and angry. He smiled a bit at Alex.
"Not my weapon of choice, but it will do," he said with a chuckle. Alex's mouth hung open in shock.
"What the FREAK was that?!" he yelled, gesturing to the unconscious Reynolds.
"We figured out you were hiding something, and came to this conclusion," Hercules explained.
"You're a bad liar," Lafyette added, causing Alex to look away. Hercules continued.
"Anyways, we got police to guard the house after we told them are reports. John heard about everything, and he was pissed. He even went to fight Adams himself." The pair laughed.
"That scoundrel didn't know what hit him," Lafyette chuckled.
"What about Eliza?" Alex asked, breaking his friends out their thoughts.
"Oh, James is taking care of that. He really wanted to help, since he's been feelng left out," Herc said. Alex nodded.
"I hope she's ok..."
"She will be. You all will be," Lafyette assured. He grinned. "Now, let's get these freaks into police custody, eh?"
"Ok," Alex smiled weakly. Things were going to get better, he could tell.
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