excerpt:
It
was one in the morning and I had a golden opportunity for revenge. I couldn’t
help myself. I took her to the lab. She was not too drunk to walk up to the
third floor, but she was definitely too out of it to realize that my telling
her to lie down on the ‘massage table’ was not going to end well for her.
I
chose that day’s date and some random coordinates close to what was already on
the screen. What did I care?
Poof,
the bitch was gone. And nobody was going to think anything other than that she
ran away from home.
I
locked up and stepped outside. The dark monastery in the middle of the woods
was creepy enough after midnight, but before I could open the car door I heard
far off shrieks, like the sound a rabbit makes when a bobcat pounces. The
screams were faint at first, then frantic. And human. I grabbed the flashlight
from the car, pushed the gate all the way open and ran for the path to town.
Between the ghastly moonlight and the fairly strong beam in my hand I followed
the trail to the rusty car. The cries were growing less frequent.
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