Ballet of the Dolls
Roy listened to the pop station hold music as he waited for Tyrell to pick up. He was slightly annoyed at Peterson’s revelation about keeping an eye on him. First his mother was watching him, now Tyrell? What was up with that? He was a grown man, but it seemed everyone was monitoring him as though he was a child. It pissed him off.
“Roy Toy!” Tyrell’s singsong voice greeted him. “How’s tricks, girlfriend?”
“Same old, same old,” Roy said smiling. Hearing his old fr