Serial Killer
Andy came in just as he did every day. Tammy served him like every day, and he tipped her like every day. Then he went back to his motel room, packed his things, and checked out. He had not mentioned to anyone he was leaving, nor was he ever asked why he was there. Tammy never questioned why he always sat in her section, or anything else personal.
He turned in his rental car and took a bus to a barber shop. He had all his hair shaved, even the eyebrows. He went to a day spa and got a all over body exfoliation. Then he grabbed a cab to a downtown parking lot, where he had left a banged up faded blue pickup truck.
He drew in a deep breath.
This was the moment the plan started. He felt a calm excitement. The pleasure centers of his brain began to reward him momentarily. His third chakra begin to feel warm and tingly.
Alicia Denton got into her car after her shift. It was dark by the time she was on the small deserted road near her house. She never saw what hit her from behind, or from the side. All she did was panic and scream as broken glass flew in on her. She swerved off the road, and the car got stuck in the drainage ditch. She was knocked unconscious.
Andy pulled over on the side of the road and turned on his headlights, then his hazards. He rushed over and turned off Alicia’s car. He unbuckled her and carried her to the back of his truck.
He laid her down on a cheap foam mattress that had leather restraint bands sewn into the nylon cover. He fastened her in and covered her with a heavy wool blanket. He drove for a few hours through unlit, twisted back roads. Then he pulled into his new home. The travel trailer looked inviting, with it’s lights already on.
Alicia had woken up and was screaming, but there was no one but Andy to hear her screams. She felt terrified, her heart was beating out of her chest. There was a rushing sound in her ears, and she was in pain from the car crash.
He walked to the back of the truck and uncovered her. She did not recognize him, but it was dark. He walked over to a large toolbox on the outside of the travel trailer, and pulled out a tranquilizer dart gun. He shot her twice in the left thigh, and she stopped screaming.
Alicia felt numbness began to take her quickly, and the urge to sleep began taking over. She wanted to fight it, but it was impossible.