Part 16 (2/2)
After a few moments, she said, ”Wiley? Are you there?”
”I'm back.”
”Good. I'm lying in bed. Let's play.”
”Okay. I'm spinning.”
”I'm already getting hot.”
”Putting it against my head.”
”I'm catching on fire, Honey. Keep going.”
”I'm pulling the trigger.” The revolver clicked.
”I'm almost there, Baby. When you spin, it feels like you're licking me. Oh, G.o.d, don't stop!”
”I'm spinning again. Spinning. Spinning.”
”Oh, my, I'm gonna explode. Hurry! Pull the trigger, Baby. Pull it!”
The hammer clicked on an empty chamber.
”Oh, oh, here it comes. s.h.i.+t! Oh, Baby. I can feel you in me. Oh, G.o.d!”
Wiley waited a few moments for her to finish.
”Let's go again, Baby. You want to go again?”
”Sure. But this time, how about I come over there and do it for real?”
”Oh, wait. I'm sorry, Wiley. Somebody is ringing the doorbell. I've got to go.”
CHAPTER 25 - Tuesday, 7:38 p.m.
Melvin open the door to his apartment.
Megan walked in. It smelled like old people. Or maybe it was the stacks of newspapers along the wall.
”Have a seat, Young Lady.”
”Thanks.” There was a couch, covered with a worn and stained quilt. No way. She opted for the wooden rocker. At least the wood looked relatively clean.
”You must be hungry. Let me see what I've got in the fridge.”
Megan imagined leftover turnip greens and fried liver. ”No, thanks. I'm fine. I had something at the airport.”
”How about something to drink? I've got a can of Pepsi.”
”Sure. That would be great.”
He brought her the can.
She opened it and began to sip. ”It's kinda noisy here.”
”What do you mean?”
”You know.” She pointed to the window. ”The cars honking. People yelling.”
”You get used to it.”
She set her Pepsi on a coaster. ”Where's the bathroom?”
”At the end of the hall.”
”Thanks.” Megan got up and walked into the hall, pulling her carry-on bag behind her. Out of the corner of her eye, she noticed Melvin looking at her bag, shaking his head. He probably thought a pink bag was silly.
She went into the bathroom, turned on the light, and shut the door. After she had used the toilet and washed her hands, she heard a knock at the apartment door. Megan put an ear to the door and listened from inside the bathroom.
Someone burst into the apartment.
”Where is she?” said the man.
”Who?” said Melvin.
”You know who. Where is she, Old Man?”
Megan panicked. She knew it must be the killer. The bathroom window wasn't very large, but she was sure she could squeeze through it. She released the latch, and pulled the window open. Megan knew the killer would find her bag in the bathroom. But she hoped he wouldn't hurt Melvin for lying.
She climbed up on the counter, and went out through the window, onto the fire escape. She had never stepped foot on a fire escape before, and it scared her. Although, not as much as the killer in Melvin's apartment.
She followed the stairs down as fast as she could, and took the ladder to the sidewalk.
CHAPTER 26 - Tuesday, 7:49 p.m.
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