Chapter 156
Rohan plowed into the gogota with his shoulder like a linebacker, knocking him back a half-dozen feet. Of course, thanks to the glue-like slime the demon secreted, Rohan was once more stuck to the damn thing, but that did help him steer the gogota toward the window which was our only way out.
Footsteps thudded closer. "I'm calling the cops."
I slammed the office door, blasting the heavy filing cabinet across the room to block it.
Rohan punched the gogota in the face. It didn't shut the demon up.
Gelman's sister banged on the door. "Open up."
We attempted to wrestle the demon out the ground floor window. Get a five-foot-eight moving sausage with flailing arms, okay, arm, and try to shove it through a half-open window while your partner is stuck to it. See how far you get.
"Fuck this," Rohan said, and jerked himself, me, and the demon sideways out the window.