Bleed by Ed Kurtz

Author:Ed Kurtz [Kurtz, Ed]
Language: eng
Format: mobi, epub, pdf
Publisher: Abattoir Press
Published: 2011-03-05T05:00:00+00:00

Chapter Twenty-Nine

Sarah awoke to a warm, damp hand closing over her mouth. She tried to gasp, but ended up sucking at the sweaty skin of the calloused palm on her face. When she smelled the stale cigarette breath steaming out of the mouth at her ear, she knew exactly what was happening. It terrified her.

“Hello there, pretty lady,” King hissed. “Almost lost you. But here we are, right?”

Sarah shivered. She had been right about that truck the first time. It hadn’t been any redneck kids. It was King all along.

And now it was too late.

“How come you’re sleeping on the porch? ‘Cause this ain’t your house? Sounds about right. You thought you was free and clear, but ain’t nobody home. Poor lady. Lucky King.”

He gave a phlegmy chortle. His breath was unbearable, filtered only by the stale reek of his hand so close to her nose.

Sarah murmured, unable to make herself heard.

“What’s that?” King asked.

She murmured again.

“Can’t hear you. Trouble is, I take my hand away and you scream your goddamn head off, don’t ya? Then where’d we be? That’s no way to start this romance.”

Warm tears oozed out of her eyes and ran down to King’s fingers. Strange as it seemed to her, she kept thinking about Walt. Specifically, that this was entirely his fault. If he hadn’t gotten his phone line disconnected, if he hadn’t always been such a contemptible bastard, none of this would have ever happened.

Sarah would not have driven out here so suddenly.

And she would never have met King.

Fuck you, Walt. I hate you even more than I hate this piece of shit creep.

“So I reckon you’d better tell me, and tell me straight. Is there anybody in that house right now?”

Sarah shook her head, at least as much as she was able to with King holding her so tightly.

“You sure about that? ‘Cause if you’re wrong, it’s gunna be bad, pretty lady. Real bad.”

He pressed his thin lips against her ear canal.

“For you,” he whispered.

Sarah nodded to indicate that she understood. She was ninety-nine percent certain that Walt was not at home. But even on that off chance, that one percent that he might be in there, Sarah felt comfortable with her response.

Because maybe King would just kill that rotten bastard and put him out of everybody’s misery.

“All right, then,” King said happily. “Let’s us go on in, now.”

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