Page 22 of Psycho's Ride


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“What’s that?”Petra was distracted by taping open boxes so she could load her clothes in them.Luckily, she had grabbed big enough boxes that she only had to take the hangers and lay them in the box, with the clothes still on them.She would throw her stuff from the dresser in her laundry baskets and place towels around them.

“Do all the appliance stay?”

“What do you mean?”

“What about the washer and dryer?I thought I found a receipt in your junk drawer the other day for them, less than six months ago.”

“Oh my god, yes, they are mine.There weren’t any here, and I said I’d go out and buy them, with the condition that I would take them when I leave.”

“Good, because I have no clue what was left at the new house.I rented it out until six months ago.See, I called them when the arrests were made and I was taken away from the jail.They knew the day would come, and they actually sounded pretty happy about it.”

“Why would you say that?”

“They were both transferred to the west coast and had to be out there by last week.That’s why I’m leaving Monday, to give them time to get everything out.”

“Good, maybe my fear won’t happen.”

“What fear was that?”he asked, the crooked his finger at her when the door bell sounded.He went to get their pizza’s while she went to the kitchen to get their dishes.They settled at the table with the beer he had brought over the night before.Neither spoke as they took a slice of each kind of pizza and ate half a slice.

“Your fear?”

“Oh, I feared that we would be walking into a house full of cobwebs, dust, and years of neglect.”

“Oh, no, a few months after I bought it, a friend of mine told me about this couple, and I contacted them.It was right before I was cleared mentally and Flynn and Kessler sent me to Devil’s Scorpions.”

“Ah, okay, so you own it?”

“Yes, and I don’t even have a mortgage.I paid for it outright.I did a lot of investing over the years and whenever I made money, I stuck it in CD’s to collect interest daily.When I cashed a couple of them out, I was able to purchase this farm we’re heading to.At least that’s what I call it because there is a house, a barn, and a chicken coop.I don’t know if you want to have animals on the farm, but we can if you want.”

“I wouldn’t mind a couple of cats or dogs.”She shrugged as she finished eating.They talked about their day, and afterward, ended up packing up the dishes in the kitchen.By the time Psycho left for the night, they had made a big dent in the packing.She walked around the house as she locked up and realized that only her bedroom remained.Along with the bathroom.She went to bed that night happy that the two of them had accomplished a lot in a few short days.She also couldn’t believe how well they got along, it was like they had been in each other’s lives for ages instead of only a few days since knowing that Psycho was one of the good guys, and not a notorious bad biker ready to spend the rest of his life behind bars, that thought caused her to sigh contentedly as she settled in to sleep.










Chapter 9

“Are you ready?”Psychoasked as he stood from finishing strapping her car to the dolly attached to the rental moving truck.

“I am,” she pointed to his pick-up truck with his motorcycle strapped in the back.They had decided to get a bigger U-Haul, so that they could load both of their things in one truck.