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Next, the stretchy, short skirt came off. She was disgusting to look at.
    “Do you actually expect to do this here, on the side of the road?” he’d asked.
    “We could find a nice place in the trees.”
    “Yeah, let’s do that. I’ll show you a good time, honey.” He kicked her discarded clothes under the car before he followed. She didn’t know he’d removed his belt until it was coming over her head to circle her throat. Even after she had stopped kicking, he wasn’t sure she was dead. He picked up a large rock to pound her head, over and over. When his arms were tired, he looked down and saw the blood on his shirt. He quickly tore it off and threw it aside, glad he’d worn an undershirt.
    The girly keychain hanging from the steering column brought his thoughts back to the present. He yanked the stupid pink furry ball from the ring and threw it over his shoulder.
    He’d never killed anybody before. No one he’d actually watched die anyway. It had been so cool. If there is one thing he’d learned from his long stint in prison, it was not to leave witnesses.
    Nobody would miss an old junkie hooker. By the time anybody found her body in these woods she wouldn’t be recognizable. Too bad she was only carrying two hundred bucks. He had to get his hands on more money. At least the bitch’s old car would get him down south. He just had to be careful not to get pulled over. Maybe Bennett could help him get a driver’s license. Maybe even a new name.
    On the way, he’d find him a pretty, young girl to release some of his tension. He wanted to be in top condition when he got to Jordan. She may not be much to look at, but she was a damn good fuck. Too bad she never liked it much. She probably hadn’t had any since he’d been gone, the frigid bitch.
    Bobby Ray drove the seven hours to Ft. Myers. Off the interstate, he found a cheap hotel in a small town. He needed to sleep, take a hot shower, eat a decent meal, and find a woman.
    He slept for ten hours in a king-sized bed. He couldn’t remember the last time he’d been able to lie on his back and stretch out in any direction he wanted. Then he took a long hot shower in total privacy. He used every soft, white towel in the room before putting his one set of clothes back on. Traces of Doris’s blood were splattered on his shoes and pant legs. He remembered the thrill of seeing the blood color her bleached-out hair as he pounded her head with the rock. It had been likekilling a huge bug.
    He walked to Mickey’s Bar & Grill a few yards down the road. The music was loud and the lighting was dim. His eyes took a moment to adjust after being in the afternoon sun. He had been free for a solid twenty-four hours. Too much of that time had been wasted. He ordered a rare steak with french fries and a tall cold beer. As he ate, he watched the few people who came and went. To his amazement, a pretty Spanish girl walked into the bar and sat at his table. She wore shorts that barely covered her ass, a tight white T-shirt with no bra, and tall platform sandals.
    “You mind if I watch you eat, handsome?” She reached across the table and snagged a fry from his plate.
    “If that’s what turns you on.” Bobby Ray studied the girl openly. She didn’t seem to mind. Although her style and manners were on the trashy side, her clothes were clean and good quality. Diamonds glittered from studs in each of her ears as well as a few delicate rings on her fingers. One of them was a wedding ring, but that wasn’t his concern.
    “I just emptied my old man’s bank account, and I’m looking for someone to party with.” Her speech was lightly accented. He liked it.
    “That depends on what kind of party you’re looking for.”
    “I’m tired of sitting at home while my husband has all the fun. I feel neglected. You wouldn’t neglect a woman, would you?”
    “No baby, not me, but isn’t your old man going to be pissed when he finds his money is gone?”
    “I’m sure he will, but