The
movie Shrek 2 was on after the news. Watching animated characters
make the funnies was much more interesting than news of current
affairs. A good show, salty food, passably comfortable seat - yes,
that was the kind of life Sandy hoped for after she was rich.
With
better, more expensive comforts, of course. A soft sofa with no lumps
beneath its cushion. A large wide-screen television. Endless supply
of warm food and sweet drinks. Sandy was going to buy all that for
herself!
(By now,
there should not be any more doubt to the reason why Sandy was
gaining weight!)
Occasionally
during the movie, one of the officers would get up to check outside
the windows. But it did little to distract Sandy from her show. She
watched a second movie after the first. It was late at
night by the time the second show had ended. The thunder had long
stopped but the rain continued.
Sandy
excused herself to go sleep.
It was
the end of another day in hiding. It was Tuesday and there were only
three days left before her fortune would come true.
After
she had brushed her teeth, Sandy went into her bedroom. In the dark,
she removed her bra from under her T-shirt and tossed it behind the
nightstand. Back at home, when she had shared her room with another
girl, she would think nothing of stripping off in front of Ditz or
Celeste. At the present, she had a whole room to herself, and she had
no need for tidiness either. She dropped her sweatpants on the
carpeted floor. She tossed her panties onto the desk, right on top of
a couple of books beside the desk lamp.
Sandy
remembered that her wallet was on the desk, next to the books and on
top of her fortune card. Still clipped to the wallet was the monkey
figurine - the one that Selina had given her.
Briefly,
Sandy wondered where Selina was at that moment.
Sandy
was about to pull on a pair of shorts when she thought she saw
movement at the bedroom window opposite her. Then she realized that
it was the shadow of a person, watching at the window.
Her room
was on the ground level! That meant that a peeping tom like that
creep could easily spy on her while she was changing! It was dark,
however. Maybe he could not see much.
"There's
someone at the window!" Sandy screamed. The cops would get that
creep. That would teach him to peep on her.
Instead
of running like she expected him to, the figure raised something in
his hand. The moment she recognized the long barrel of a silencer
attached to the tip of a pistol, Sandy dropped her shorts and dove
behind her bed.
Footsteps
arrived at her bedroom door. The door swung open. "Sandy,
what's..."
Officer
Murphy never finished her query. There were two muted gunshots from
the window along with the simultaneous sound of cracking glass. At
the same time, there was the louder sound of a pistol discharging
from beyond the bedroom door.
Then
something heavy hit the floor from beyond the bedroom door.
"Murphy!"
the other officer cried from the living room.
There
were more gunfire, but from the front of the house. They sounded
distant, like they came from beyond the front wall. Those were
answered by two shots from within the house.
There
were no more shots from the bedroom window. Instead, Sandy heard the
window being smashed and cleared of glass. Then a pair of feet landed
on the floorboards. Heavy footsteps walked towards her from the other
side of the bed.
No comments:
Post a Comment