Page 28 of Beast Mode Todd

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The next dayand a half was pure hell. She’d snuck into my bed again the night before and we’d made love into the wee hours before she snuck back next door. Not sure how she planned to keep this shit up and go to work, but the weekend was coming up anyway.

She hadn’t asked for more time but I knew she hadn’t told him it was definitely over. Then I got the call from Cal and had to leave which fucked with my head. If she didn’t have to go into work I would’ve made her come with me, but such is life. I had to leave her behind.

I made sure to give her a good pounding, leaving her pussy sore and out of commission. Just in case the mama’s boy got any ideas. I know she was fucked up because I had to rub ointment into her sore flesh and she couldn’t even bear the feel of her panties against her bruised flesh.

I flew into Fort Lauderdale and rented a truck. Doug hadn’t seen me in almost six years but I’m sure he’d recognize me on sight. I pulled a ball cap down low over my eyes and covered them with aviators. I wasn’t planning to be here long so when I checked into the hotel next door to where he was staying, I only had one bag with a change of clothes.

I checked in and looked out onto the beach where Cal had told me the asshole likes to spend his days. It was easy to break into his room, just slip in while the maid was there with the pretense of looking for the ice machine and while she was distracted put something in the lock so that it would close but not engage.

I waited until she left to sneak back in and wait. I knew his routine, so knew that he should be coming back anytime now to get away from the afternoon sun. I’d timed everything perfectly because I didn’t want any wasted time. A quick in and out. Get what I came for, then drag his ass back before he pulled a runner.

I was sitting in the shadows with the curtains drawn when he walked in. Of course he didn’t notice the difference in the room, which I was banking on for the element of surprise. As soon as he closed and locked the door I flipped on the little table lamp and he damn near jumped out of hisskin.

“Hello Doug.” A million emotions walked across his face in that first split second. His mind would be tabulating the incongruity of my being here, where I was not supposed to be. He’d be questioning, why, how and how much I know. All within a matter of seconds.

I saw the lies in his eyes even as he swallowed what saliva had pooled in his mouth. My getting to my feet and approaching didn’t help, neither did the string of very thin wire I had between my hands. “Why so scared? Come in, sit down.” He took one last half ditch look back at the door but must’ve realized I’d be on him before he turned thelock.

He barely made it to the edge of the bed where he dropped down on its side, his eyes watching me like a frightened animal, knowing the end was near. “What…what’re you doing here? When did you get out?” His swallow this time was much bigger than thelast.

“Cut the shit. You have something you wanna tell me?” He looked around the room for answers and any minute now I expected to see piss stains on the front of his shorts. The fool had a strawberry moustache from the froufrou drink he’d had on the beach no doubt. What a fucking caitiff.

“I don’t know what you mean. Are you talking about the business? Everything’s good there.” I knew that if I wanted this shit to work I couldn’t be seen as leading. I used my expression to show him how displeased I was instead of saying the words that were burning a hole in my tongue. Expressions aren’t recorded unless I was using video, which I’mnot.

“Douglas, have you ever known me to be anyone’s fool. What made you think you could get away with it. I saw the girl.” His face went white and the sweat pouring off of him now had nothing to do with the midday scorcher. The AC was on full blast in fact, just in case he decided to scream.

“What did she tell you? Whatever it is it’s alie.”

“Why don’t you tell me your version then?” I moved in a little closer and he actually whimpered. How did I not know this about this guy? The longer I stood there the harder it was for me not to endhim.

“It was a joke, it was just supposed to be ajoke.”

“What was supposed to be a joke?” I kept eye contact so he could see his death written in my face. That ought to keep his ass on the straight and narrow.

“Look, I approached her okay, I saw that she liked you, was always hanging around. So I told her to youknow…”

“No, I don’tknow.”

My tone didn’t tell him one way or an other if I was buying his bullshit and my short answers were giving him nothing. Let him do all the talking. It’s basic interrogation one oh one. Given enough time he’d hang himself, which is what I was bankingon.

“I told her to pretend that you two were an item, that you’d slept withher.”

“And why did you dothat?”

“I don’t know, I wasn’t thinking I guess. I just thought it would be funny.” That shit made no sense but I guess he was too dumb to come up with a plausible lie in the days since he’d been here in hiding. Unless he never meant to return.

“I fail to see how you telling an underage girl to start a rumor that we’d had sex could be seen as funny.” He became increasingly fidgety at this point. I guess that little added edge to my voice startledhim.

“I don’t know man, I guess I was high at the time or something.”

“And why didn’t you come forward after, when everything went tohell?”

“I don’t know, everything happened so fast I thought they might get me too you know. I was there when they busted you with theweed.”

“Speaking of that, I had a little talk with Clarence.”

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