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woman.
But then her boyfriend got out of the Jeep and came into the store, nodding to Otis and heading for the snacks aisle. Well boyfriend or not, Otis intended to get as much of an eyeful as he could before they drove away. The way the blonde's ass filled her jeans was mighty fine.
Then the guy had to spoil it again by coming up to the checkout and with a half dozen candy bars and bags of chips. Otis sighed. He didn't get many pleasant distractions driving into the gas station and this feller was ruining his concentration.
Then he got a good look at the feller and his eyes widened. 'Afternoon,' he said, trying not to stare at the scar that ran down the left side of the man's face. The guy must have been in some terrible accident to get a scar like that.
'Afternoon,' the guy replied.
'You just passing through?' Otis asked. Damn stupid question. Everyone who came to Promise was just passing through.
'Maybe. What's the town like?'
'Quiet. Damn quiet. We're too far away from any highways or large towns for anyone to be interested in us.'
The feller nodded. 'Sounds ideal. We like it quiet.'
'Yeah? You don't look to me like the kind of feller who would want life to be all that quiet. I reckon you'd get bored soon enough.' The woman replaced the gas nozzle. Otis rang up the gas along with the chips and candy. 'You paying cash or card?'
'I always pay in cash,' the scarred man said, counting out bills from his wallet. He handed them over and as he leaned forward, Otis noticed a silver amulet in the shape of a wolf's tooth hanging from a leather cord around the man's neck.
'What brings you all the way out here?' he asked, 'Road don't go nowhere except into nothing. You're a long way from civilization.'
'We like it that way.'
'Fair enough. But if I were you, I'd keep on moving. The sheriff doesn't like strangers.'
'Thanks for the warning. Keep the change.' The feller left the store and got back into the Jeep. As the vehicle pulled out of the gas station, Otis reached beneath the counter and picked up two sketches Sheriff Ronson had given him weeks ago. Yep, that was the feller alright. That scar was too unique, there was no mistake. And the other sketch was definitely the blonde. Ronson had also given him a sketch of a dark-haired woman but she hadn't been with the other two. 'Let me know immediately if you see these people,' Ronson had said. Well he could go fuck himself. The man was creepy and he had creepy visitors from out of town. Fuck him. The feller in the Jeep had been pleasant enough. Probably got that scar in the war, serving the country. Ronson could take a flying leap.
*
'What do you think?' Sarah asked as they approached the town of Promise, 'shall we stay a couple of nights?'
Logan thought for a moment then shook his head. 'The guy in the gas station said the sheriff doesn't like strangers. We don't want to draw attention to ourselves. Let's keep on going through town. We'll find somewhere to sleep tonight. We could always rough it.'
'Rough it?' Sarah declared with mock shock, 'Why Mr James, I do believe you are trying to get out of paying for a hotel room. Whatever are we going to do?'
Logan watched the small town of Promise pass by his window. When they were past the main street and past the outskirts and past the town limits and back on the open road, he said, 'We're going to do the best that we can.'
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But then her boyfriend got out of the Jeep and came into the store, nodding to Otis and heading for the snacks aisle. Well boyfriend or not, Otis intended to get as much of an eyeful as he could before they drove away. The way the blonde's ass filled her jeans was mighty fine.
Then the guy had to spoil it again by coming up to the checkout and with a half dozen candy bars and bags of chips. Otis sighed. He didn't get many pleasant distractions driving into the gas station and this feller was ruining his concentration.
Then he got a good look at the feller and his eyes widened. 'Afternoon,' he said, trying not to stare at the scar that ran down the left side of the man's face. The guy must have been in some terrible accident to get a scar like that.
'Afternoon,' the guy replied.
'You just passing through?' Otis asked. Damn stupid question. Everyone who came to Promise was just passing through.
'Maybe. What's the town like?'
'Quiet. Damn quiet. We're too far away from any highways or large towns for anyone to be interested in us.'
The feller nodded. 'Sounds ideal. We like it quiet.'
'Yeah? You don't look to me like the kind of feller who would want life to be all that quiet. I reckon you'd get bored soon enough.' The woman replaced the gas nozzle. Otis rang up the gas along with the chips and candy. 'You paying cash or card?'
'I always pay in cash,' the scarred man said, counting out bills from his wallet. He handed them over and as he leaned forward, Otis noticed a silver amulet in the shape of a wolf's tooth hanging from a leather cord around the man's neck.
'What brings you all the way out here?' he asked, 'Road don't go nowhere except into nothing. You're a long way from civilization.'
'We like it that way.'
'Fair enough. But if I were you, I'd keep on moving. The sheriff doesn't like strangers.'
'Thanks for the warning. Keep the change.' The feller left the store and got back into the Jeep. As the vehicle pulled out of the gas station, Otis reached beneath the counter and picked up two sketches Sheriff Ronson had given him weeks ago. Yep, that was the feller alright. That scar was too unique, there was no mistake. And the other sketch was definitely the blonde. Ronson had also given him a sketch of a dark-haired woman but she hadn't been with the other two. 'Let me know immediately if you see these people,' Ronson had said. Well he could go fuck himself. The man was creepy and he had creepy visitors from out of town. Fuck him. The feller in the Jeep had been pleasant enough. Probably got that scar in the war, serving the country. Ronson could take a flying leap.
*
'What do you think?' Sarah asked as they approached the town of Promise, 'shall we stay a couple of nights?'
Logan thought for a moment then shook his head. 'The guy in the gas station said the sheriff doesn't like strangers. We don't want to draw attention to ourselves. Let's keep on going through town. We'll find somewhere to sleep tonight. We could always rough it.'
'Rough it?' Sarah declared with mock shock, 'Why Mr James, I do believe you are trying to get out of paying for a hotel room. Whatever are we going to do?'
Logan watched the small town of Promise pass by his window. When they were past the main street and past the outskirts and past the town limits and back on the open road, he said, 'We're going to do the best that we can.'
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