CHAPTER 28
The egg salad and an entourage of deep-fried pork chops pushed Geoffrey and King Carrodias through a long white hallway. The king was covered in mayonnaise from Egbert’s gun, and he and Geoffrey’s hands were tied.
“Keep walkin’!” the egg salad said, pushing his fist into King Carrodias’s back.
One of the pork chops snickered. “Yeah, do what Egbert says or we’ll cook you.”
The pork chops opened a swinging double door, and they entered a laboratory so full of Bunsen burners and test tubes that it looked like a mini amusement park. White track lights above illuminated the room, giving it a sterile feel.
“Close your eyes,” Geoffrey said to the king.
Two vanilla milkshakes stood in front of a large column filled with green liquid. A green bean floated in the tube like a fetus,
