Rule 43 - Kansas
There’s always one that’s a fighter.
“What?” Eisley stared at me from the ground.I nodded to the door.
“Come on, you need to go. I’ll take care of this.”
She stood slowly. “What does that mean?”
I held back the urge to roll my eyes. “It means, if you stay, you’re going to be an accomplice. Get out of here, drive home. You came, discovered your flowers had been destroyed, and left.”She was blinking rapidly. I reached for her chin and forced her to look at me. “Do you understand me, princess?”
She swallowed and nodded.I dropped her chin and motioned again to the door. “I’ll see you back at home. Get some rest.”
“Why?”
I smirked and stepped over the body. I pulled her into me and let my cock, roused already, rest on her hip. “Apparently, the idea of burying a body makes me incredibly horny. When I get home, I’m going to fuck you like I’m trying to wake the dead.” I’d gotten a taste; I wasn’t going to just let her slip away.
She turned and fled.I counted in my head to 237 and then I began to move. I went to the plastic cabinets in the back, looking for something that could help me torch the place. I opened the cabinets and found rows of chemicals.That would work.I pulled them out and began pouring everything around.Fuck all of it. Eisley’s flowers had been destroyed in such a ruthless manner, no one deserved to have plants. I dumped all the bottles and reached into my pocket, pulling out my lighter. I leaned down and ignited one of the small pools of fertilizer. It lit up instantly.
I looked toward where we’d left Emi.Who knew she was a psycho-cunt?I started in her direction and froze when she wasn’t there.She was alive?
Fuck.
She’d been wearing a white shirt, so she’d be easy to see in the moonlight, which, by the looks of the open door, would be where I’d find her.
Kind of fucked up that the bitch who was going to kill her friend was a runner. I stretched quickly and reached into my pocket, slipping the lighter back and exchanging it for my pocket knife. I flicked it open, cracked my neck, and started forward.
I’d find her.
The fire I’d started licked my shoes, and I glanced around. It was picking up. I needed to get out of here. I rushed out and looked around. There were a handful of other greenhouses, but then clear fields and the parking lot.She wasn’t by her car, so I moved toward the buildings.
“Emi, I think we should talk,” I called into the open air.I heard a loud rustle and turned in time to see a blur of bright red hair rushing into the last building.She was trapping herself.I was at the door in seconds, but then I hesitated.Was she trapping herself? Or me?
“Emi, I know you’re in there. Why don’t you tell me exactly why you’re running?” I called into the building.I popped my head in and something zoomed over it, hitting the grass behind me with a heavy thud. I looked back and saw it was a spade.Fuck. That could have done some damage. I pushed my glasses up my nose and stepped forward. Fuck it.
“You tried to kill me!” She screeched as I stepped into the greenhouse. I looked up at the corners.
“Where’s the cameras?” I asked, ignoring her comment.
“This is the only one without them. Small town budget and all.” She stepped out from behind a tall tomato plant.
“Why would you lead me to the greenhouse without cameras?” I eyed her cautiously.
A slow, haunting grin spread across her face.
“Because I lied to Eisley.” Slowly, she pulled a knife from behind her. It was almost the same as the one in my hand. “Didn’t I?”
My eyes darkened. “I don’t know what you’re talking about.”
“It wasn’t you I saw leaving the director’s trailer, holding a check?” She began walking through the beds, and I matched her, keeping our distance the same. “Must have been someone else with glasses and a bull ring through their nose.”
My nose twitched involuntarily and I rubbed the ring running through it. “Why are you doing this? Hurting someone isn’t going to make you rich.”
“Only if I get caught. My dad is an officer in Shelley Vale. Even if I was caught holding onto your dead body and saying I killed you outright, nothing would happen. Just like everyone else in this town, my crimes will be forgotten and forgiven.”
“You know about your friends and their families?” I had to keep her talking until I could get close enough to disarm her.
Emi cackled. “Who doesn’t know? Eisley, probably. She’s got her own problems. You know, I was the only one who knew? She told me once when I saw her taking the pills and I kept that secret. And then when I found about her past, I didn’t tell anyone then either. My dad spilled all the tea about her and everyone else. I keep everyone’s secrets.”
