“Well, this fucker thought it would be fun to drag some poor girl out back against her will and try to take advantage of her. Lucky for her, I was here. He saw me, let the girl go and she took off. Then he remembered me from the club, got mouthy and well, you saw the rest.”
“It’s like a sign from the gods we were meant to help him meet his maker,” I grin. “I love it when a plan falls into place.”
Taking the axe from Atlas, I toss it into the back of his truck where he already has it lined with plastic.
As he loads the fucker into the back, I grab the bottle of bleach and pour it over the blood on the ground.
No one is going to come looking for this man anyway, at least no one from around here. People go missing all the time in these mountains. And if they do have people who would come looking for them, they won’t get any answers.
“Ready?” Atlas asks, closing the tailgate of his truck.
“Yup.” I toss the empty bottle into the garbage.
Getting back into the truck, we take off back towards Widows Peak. There’s this perfect plot of land that's away from everything. You have to go behind my house to get to it, so no one goes there. It’s also where I plan on building a cabin. Lexi made one for her omega, Emmett, on the other side of the mountain and I think this place would be perfect for one.
But for now, it’ll be my dumping ground.
Well, our dumping ground.
“Once we get rid of him, we can go back to the motel and deal with his friend.”
“Yay, more murdering!” I grin. “Can I kill him? I wanna show you my knife skills.”
“Little Rose, I think you showed me what you were capable of when you made that man choke on his own dick.”
“You haven’t seen the half of it,” I shrug.
“Yes, baby, you can kill his friend.”
“Thank you.” I blow him a kiss.
The ride is a little bumpy, but we get up there easily.
“Shit. I didn’t even think about pre-digging a grave. You know, we have the space for it. What do you think about a pig farm?”
“Oh.” My eyes light up. “Didn’t even think about that. That's a possibility. Let’s look into that.”
We park the truck in a little clearing, but the place we’re burying the bodies is hidden in the tree line.
The land has potential, I didn’t want to end up building something over dead bodies. I’m not looking to get haunted, thank you very much.
“You need any help?” I ask as Atlas throws the man over his shoulder.
“Nope. I got it. Lead the way, Little Rose.” He tosses me a shovel.
“I love getting dirty,” I laugh as we walk into the trees.
It’s a bit of a walk to where we need to go and I hate that we can’t drive here. Carrying bodies isn’t easy. I’m going to look into getting an ATV for up here or something. Tie them to the back.
Just as we’re approaching the hill we need to climb over to get to our dumping ground on the other side, I hear something.
“Fuck he’s heavy,” a woman's voice gasps.
“Down, boy.” Someone makes a barking sound before laughter breaks out joined by a maniac giggle.
“We need to think of a better way to get his friend up here,” a male voice says.
My lips part as I look up at Atlas.
