Maid of Murder
“A voice broke through my hysteria. “India?”
I gulped down the last cry on my lips. Psycho killers don’t usually know your name. Unless they’re stalkers, my brain added. I took a breath to scream again.
“It’s Rick.”
Rick? Rick who? Mains. Oh. Does he want me to call him Rick? I’m not calling him Rick, I thought.
I peered through the open window. Mains’s face loomed white as Santa’s beard. Served him right.
I braced my hands on my chest and thrust my heart back behind my stern...um. He backed up from the car door.
“You nearly gave me a heart attack. I could sue the city for this. Terrorizing law-abiding citizens,” I said.
“Whoa there,” he said as if I were a testy gelding. “I didn’t mean to scare you, but you overreacted.”
“Overreacted? Overreacted.” I struggled out of my car and the heavy door pinched my left calf on the way out.MoreLess
I gulped down the last cry on my lips. Psycho killers don’t usually know your name. Unless they’re stalkers, my brain added. I took a breath to scream again.
“It’s Rick.”
Rick? Rick who? Mains. Oh. Does he want me to call him Rick? I’m not calling him Rick, I thought.
I peered through the open window. Mains’s face loomed white as Santa’s beard. Served him right.
I braced my hands on my chest and thrust my heart back behind my stern...um. He backed up from the car door.
“You nearly gave me a heart attack. I could sue the city for this. Terrorizing law-abiding citizens,” I said.
“Whoa there,” he said as if I were a testy gelding. “I didn’t mean to scare you, but you overreacted.”
“Overreacted? Overreacted.” I struggled out of my car and the heavy door pinched my left calf on the way out.MoreLess
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