Escape Pod 902: Bishop’s Opening (Part 3 of 4)

Bishop's Opening (Part 3 of 4) By R.S.A. Garcia (Continued from Part 2...) The Pawn was seated at the table with arms outstretched along its surface. Metal restraints held their forearms and wrists immobile. They had been stripped naked and their mask removed. Their neck and torso were fastened to the chair, which was bolted to the floor. Bishop took the clear plastic robe Second Rook held out to him and wrapped it around himself. He strolled to the other end of the rectangular table, which had deep grooves around its edges. Sitting, he placed his left ankle on his right knee, gripping it lightly with his fingers. The two Rooks stood on either side of the door as he studied the Pawn. Studied the even rise and fall of their pale brown chest and the smooth, emotionless face with its dark, angry eyes. He gave himself time to bring his focus back to the task before him, instead of the swirl of conflicting emotions he'd left in the cabin, along with the most beautiful man he'd ever seen. "No lies," Bishop said. "Or there will be consequences. Unlike some, I keep my word."