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bringing everything up, why don t we look through all that stuff and design the
room together. It will be our own haven.
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Why, hello, Mrs. Feldon. How nice to see you. The woman turned to see the
young woman approach her. She regarded her with slight suspicion. Do you
need any help with your bags?
Why, yes, I suppose I could use a little help. Thank you. She walked the eld-
erly woman to her car, chatting about her recent holiday.
Starbucks is around the corner. Can I buy you a cup of coffee, maybe a bite
to eat? We could catch up.
Mrs. Feldon looked at the younger woman, not quite remembering where she
knew her from. The other woman seemed to know her, though, and Ester Feldon
was not the sort of woman to turn down a free meal.
Sure, why not?
The young woman took her arm, and together they walked to Starbucks.
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Jake sat on the steps of the abandoned factory. He hated when people made him
wait. He had been waiting for half an hour for this chick, and he was furious. He
flicked his cigarette butt, and watched it spiral in the dark.
He was starting to get a bad feeling about this job. Usually when he got a job,
he completed it within a few days, got his cash, and got out of there. He got a lot
of work. Although some guys wouldn t think of hurting a female or a kid, hell, he
thought, if the money s green, that was all that mattered. But this was different.
This time he had to kidnap some broad and take her to a cabin in the mountains.
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That was a little too hands-on for him. He liked to keep it nice and simple. Pop!
One shot to the back of the head and he was gone. Plus, there was something
weird about the chick he was doing the job for.
She wasn t like the people he usually worked with. That made him kind of
nervous, but there was something else, something deep inside that kept telling
him to cut his losses. But when he thought about the fifty Gs, he couldn t say no.
Her car pulled up and Jake stood up, taking long strides as he walked to the car.
Why the hell did you have me waiting here so long?
She gave him a quick look. I m here, aren t I?
He eyed her. Yeah, she was a crazy one all right. Walk away, man, his subcon-
scious yelled. He shook his head at the unheard voice and leaned into the car.
What the hell happened to your seat? Looks like a tiger crawled in here and went
nuts.
She glared at him speaking with no emotion. None of your damn business.
He looked at her, at the blank eyes that looked back at him. They made him
uneasy, and he had to fight to maintain eye contact. He fidgeted before he spoke.
So, what s up?
She passed him the card for the garage gate, as well as a piece of paper with an
address printed on it. You ll have to get a truck that can t be traced to you. Go
there before dawn and wait for her. There s a surveillance camera I wrote its
location on that slip of paper so you ll have to cover the camera or do some-
thing with it.
He stood up, putting his hands in his coat pocket.
So, when are you going to do it? she asked, looking straight ahead.
He looked down at her profile her expression was still blank, but he saw her
slim hands gripping the steering wheel tightly.
I ll give you a call, he said, turning around and walking around the building
to his car.
Turning into the driveway, Jake put the car in park and looked at the small bun-
galow. It was only 9:30 P.M. and already all the lights in the house we off. Peggy
must be asleep. Since she gave birth, it seemed to him that that was all she ever
did anymore. Sleep, or take care of those dammed babies. When she told him she
was going to have a baby he was pissed, but he learned to deal with it. She said
that things wouldn t change all that much; that they would still spend time
together. But things did change, in a major way.
He would never forget the day he walked into that hospital room. Peg was sit-
ting on the bed, with a stupid grin on her face, and his gut told him to turn
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around and leave, but he didn t. When he walked further into the room, he saw
Peg s mother and a nurse there; Peg s mother said Congratulations, Jake, you are
the proud father three beautiful baby girls. He couldn t believe it; Peg couldn t
have just one, or even two kids. No, not her; she had to go have three. Hell that
was a litter. Jake was so angry, he could have pulled his gun from under his
jacket, and killed Peg, her mother, and the nurse, right on the spot.
Jake shook his head, and got out of the car. Going quietly into the house, he
crept into the bedroom and took his gym bag out of the closest He looked in the
bottom of the closet and removed a large cardboard box. He had told Peg they
were mementos from his childhood, so she wouldn t look in it. The top half of
the box had old comic books, a baseball, a cap, and an array of other things. All of
which meant nothing to him, except what he had hidden at the bottom. He took
out a large white box marked baseball cards, opened it, threw the cards on the
floor, and took out the three stacks of money. He put the money in his bag, and
went to the dresser from which he took out only one change of clothes.
What s going on?
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