C197 They Were Respectful

Slap! Slap! Slap! Slap!

The sharp sounds of slapping resounded through the private room. Manager Fox, perhaps concerned that Wood hadn't vented enough, put his full force into each strike. After a barrage of ten slaps, his cheek was a swollen mass.

Blood smeared across half his face, Manager Fox's appearance was pitiful, a far cry from his earlier air of authority