Here Comes the Lord

Chapter 851 The Cook Is Gone

The Paradise Club lay strangely quiet. The outdoor area was closed because they don’t open it on Mondays, so no staff member was around.

However, one could still hear the muffled groans of those trapped inside the inflatable tunnel, an attraction that had turned into a human knot after a group of overconfident men tried to crawl through it all at once.

Somewhere in that tangle of limbs was Julian, wedged so tightly that he could barely move. He shifted uncomfortably, pressed from all sides, prodded and squashed by the others who regretted their reckless sense of adventure far too late.

The morning air carried the occasional grunt or thud from the tunnel, the only sign of life amid the deserted poolside.

Then, from the towering waterslide, came a sudden splash: a body shot out of the chute like a projectile, landing in the pool with an inelegant smack.

Moments later, the man surfaced, gasping, flailing, his muscles stiff and numb after spending the entire night trapped in the twisting