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“Alright. Well, I will go look around. Looks like I am developing a taste for tacky fucking jewelry,” he added, shaking his head at the very idea.
I watched him walk off as I checked my phone to find a text from Lark there.
We lived through the night. If you happen to drive by this way at any point, could you drop me off some puppy pads and enzyme cleaner? These guys are used to being in cages…
- I will drop over in a couple hours. It looks like I will need to take a trip to see a buddy of mine to do some work for me, if you were looking for a trip out…
Why was I inviting her along with me?
She didn’t need to come to see Arty.
I mean, yes, this was her situation, but getting her more deeply entrenched in it was a liability.
Only if you let me stop to get tacos.
- Tacos, huh?
Is there ever a bad time for tacos?
- You got me there. I will text you when I am on my way.
Don’t forget the handcuffs and duct tape.
Jesus. That woman needed to stop bringing up the kidnapping thing. She was making it impossible to keep my mind from going there.
I was trying to be a good guy about this.
Selfless, even.
Did I want to fuck that woman up and down the house and through a wall?
Yes, yes, I did.
But I had to try to keep my hands to myself.
It would only muddy things up more if it went there.
- Best I can do is a helmet and some sunglasses.
Bummer. Does that mean I’m going to ride on your bike?
- Like that idea?
Um… yeah. I mean, it is a deathtrap, but I still want to scribble it off my Bucket List. But if you kill me, I am going to be super pissed. You know… in the afterlife.
- I’ll do my best to keep us alive.
It was right about then that I saw someone else making their way into the jewelry store. Then, like clockwork, made his way out not three minutes later.
I pulled up my phone, opened the camera, and zoomed in while cursing myself for not bringing binoculars.
Sure enough, the guy got into his car, opened a baggie, put a bump on his hand, and snorted.
Well.
That settled that.
Like I’d suspected from the beginning, the business was a front.
