"No, I guess not." Ty muttered, looking down at Patrick with a bit of mild disgust. He didn't know what Ollie had done in his other life, but he did know that Ollie was more than he seemed. He wanted tell the man to trust him, but he figured that wouldn't work any more than telling his father to relax during a tense meeting.
"I don't care about trying to beat you in a body count," Ty continued to mutter as he moved toward the back to the cleaning closet. He found the bleach and some water to mix it in and a bucket to mix it all. When he got back, though, he found Hadyn standing on the stage looking pensively at the blood pulled there before turning toward the body on the floor.
"Well," he said, turning to look at Ty. "You've had an eventful night." He said in a sardonic voice, looking over at Ty and then giving him a good once over. It was in that moment that Ty realized his father must have been worried, or else he would not have arrived so quickly. The older man's features relaxed as he seemed to realize Ty was fine, and he looked back at the body on the floor. "I'll call Jordan. Let him know he has an errant child on his hands no longer."
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"I don't care about trying to beat you in a body count," Ty continued to mutter as he moved toward the back to the cleaning closet. He found the bleach and some water to mix it in and a bucket to mix it all. When he got back, though, he found Hadyn standing on the stage looking pensively at the blood pulled there before turning toward the body on the floor.
"Well," he said, turning to look at Ty. "You've had an eventful night." He said in a sardonic voice, looking over at Ty and then giving him a good once over. It was in that moment that Ty realized his father must have been worried, or else he would not have arrived so quickly. The older man's features relaxed as he seemed to realize Ty was fine, and he looked back at the body on the floor. "I'll call Jordan. Let him know he has an errant child on his hands no longer."