“Shit” Janet cursed as she noticed the flashing red lights in her corvette’s rear view mirror. Eight o’clock on a Sunday morning, not a car on the road, and some dumb ass highway patrolman had to clock her doing better than 80. “I’m fucked!” she thought as she pulled the car over to the side
We’d fought about a tiny little thing. It was what we were going to do for the holidays. I wanted the Maldives, he wanted Europe. He stormed out after it got ugly. Fuck him. I would show him I wasn’t going to sit around and waiting for him. I dressed hot. Short skirt, silky blouse,
The white Fairlane pulled up at the gate of a warehouse block on the outskirts of the industrial district. An armed thug unlocked the gate and opened it to let the car though. The car moved up to the large, plain warehouse where another man opened the roller door so it could move inside. The