STRANGER DANGER

Nick Stuart: Hold on, hold on, I’m getting word Angelica Brooks FINALLY caught up with The Anglo Luchador.

Richard Parker: Good, we can see that yellow streak up close.

The camera cuts to the back where PRIME’s senior reporter has less caught up with the former Intense Champion but instead is ready to stop his charge from the front.

Angelica Brooks: TAL! TAL! Why did you run out like that from that brawl with Paxton Ray?

The Luchador is already dressed in his plainclothes, duffel bag slung over his shoulder. He’s clearly out of breath and out of sorts.

TAL: Can’t talk right now, Ange, I SWEAR I will get you the truth about all this when I’m sure they’re not in danger.

Angelica Brooks: They? Who are you talking about?

TAL: I can’t tell you right now. I gotta make sure they’re safe, but if you’re watching, Melissa, STRANGER DANGER, STRANGER DANGER.

Just then, a steel chair zips right by the Luchador’s head.

TAL: SHIT I’ve stayed too long.

He runs off, but shortly after, Paxton Ray comes into the picture, charging after.

Angelica Brooks: Paxton, what…

The Bayou Butcher ignores her and speeds by. However, Foster Nackedy trails behind and stops a few feet from Brooks. She looks at him and pivots towards him.

Angelica Brooks: Foster…do you know what’s going on here?

Foster Nackedy: I do, and I don’t have a lot of time to explain, because as much as I’d like to see what’s going to happen when Paxton gets his hands on Tom, I really don’t want to be an accessory to murder.

Angelica Brooks: Why is Paxton targeting TAL? Why did he attack him after his match?

Foster Nackedy: It’s all going to come out soon, but suffice it to say that there are two things you don’t fuck with: a man’s money and a man’s family. Tom fucked with the second.

Angelica Brooks: What does that mean? Why –

Foster Nackedy: Later, Angie, later. For now I need to reel in an angry crocodile.

He walks away, leaving Angelica looking confused.