Four Days of Fall by Beck Jones

Author:Beck Jones [Jones, Beck]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Published: 2019-01-19T22:00:00+00:00

THE PRO

Dammit.

He’d been on this stupid trail for a half an hour, and now he was back where he started. Why had he taken a slug from that flask? If not for that he wouldn’t be here.

If not for that, she wouldn’t either. Her body might be here, or at least out in the river somewhere. Weighted it down with rocks, and it would be keeping right now. And he would be back at Selena’s picking up the cash.

If he tried to back out now, she would probably refuse to pay for the other job.

But, Jesus, why would he even think that? What was the matter with him? A little pussy and his mojo shits the bed?

Fuck that. Fuck her.

Yeah, he would fuck her again. He would do her, and then he would do her.

Do and die. So to speak.

He spotted another trail that turned off to the right. No people, but the day was as crappy as the day before, more gray skies, just colder. He looked at his watch again. Why not take the trail, even if it was another circle jerk? She was probably still sacked out.

Scarlett was probably still sacked out.

Scarlett.

She’d been up all night.

Damn, the way she wrote.

The way she fucked.

She was bullshitting him about that stuff they did. He would sure as hell remember doing those things, even if his memory was a little foggy.

She obviously had a good time, though.

But that didn’t matter, except that they would do it again. And then he would do her.

Hey, this was the right path, the way it moved upwards. He recognized it. Or at least his lungs recognized it.

Up ahead, a couple of hikers. Looked like college kids. Bougee backpacks and hiking boots. High dollar haircuts.

He pulled his cap a little lower and slowed, pretended to look at his phone.

Hey, look at this, he heard one of dudes say. The guy held up something that flashed.

The flask.

Savage, the other one said.

The guy with the flask sniffed at the open top.

Dare you to drink it, the other one said.

No way. The kid turned the flask upside down and emptied it before he pocketed it and the two of them kept going.

Well, at least that gave him breathing room. No way those two were going to turn in the flask to some kind of lost and found, even if the park had one. So the flask carrying his DNA like a time bomb was gone.

The two hikers were already up on the ledge when he finally got there. He was sweating and breathing heavy, just like the first time he came up here.

The two college dicks were hogging the ledge, clowning around at the edge, taking selfies. Suddenly, one of them made a bum step backward and began wind milling his arms.

Three fast steps and he had the kid by the collar and yanked him forward so he couldn’t go over.

He dropped the collar, but couldn’t help himself. “Why don’t you watch what the fuck you are doing?”

Stupid shit.

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