Surrogate
Thomas was just finishing his shift at the fast food restaurant. He’d been a manager for a year, financing his college expenses as he went, attempting to avoid student debt even though it slowed him down academically a bit. As he walked out to his car, the rear door of the large Mercedes sedan parked next to it opened and a tall brunette woman stepped out. “Thomas, I’d like a word with you. Please get in the car.” She sounded serious so he complied, curious as hell. The car was driven to a...