Killer

Mysterious Girl, Deceived.

"Dude, don't forget the pie," the man said.

"Alright," the other laughed.

"I'm serious."

My eyes lifted slightly.  At first I was just trying to catch a glance of what type of grown man would demand pie.  But no, it wasn't him I saw first.  The first thing I saw was the shiny, black paint of the car next to me.  At first I thought it was my dream car.  I stepped between the pumps just staring at the car.

"She is beautiful," I said munching carelessly on my apple.

"A woman with good taste," he laughed.

"See, I always wanted a 73 Charger," my figure walked around the car, "but I think it has just changed.  She is in great condition for a 67."

The man mumbled under his breath.  I didn't quite catch it but if I had to make a guess it sounded an awful lot like marry me.  But that was preposterous.  People don't say that to strangers.  And definitely not to me.  Normally my exterior was much colder.  But I guess unlike most women, a nice set of wheels made me more personable.  Sad that I could relate to inanimate object more than people.

"What kinda car do you drive?" he asked.

"Bike over there is mine," I answered, "where are my manners? I'm ____ and you are?"

"Dean."

"Well, it's been a pleasure-"

My eyes finally lifted from the car.  His eyes were stunning.  I coughed as a piece of apple caught in the back of my throat.  My face flushed with heat as I ran to my bike and took a long drink of my water.

"You okay?" he laughed.

"Yeah, that was highly embarrassing."

"So where you heading?"

"I have a job out in Sewickley, then who knows."

"Isn't that funny?  That's exactly where I am heading.  Maybe if you aren't too busy with work we could grab a drink," he offered.

"I'd like that, let me give you my number."

Neither of us had a pen so he handed me his phone.  Deftly my hands entered my number and handed the phone back.  I smiled before walking back to my bike.  I tossed the trash in a nearby garbage can.  I pulled my hair back as I picked up the helmet.

"Better call me," I smiled.

"You better believe I will," he grinned.

I looked at my watch.  I had four hours to get there.  My helmet slid onto my head.  I gave a slight wave of my hand.  The engine roared to a start. My bike took off quickly. The single tail light fading in the distance.

"What was that?" the other man inquired.

"That is what I will be doing after work tomorrow, Sam," he stated proudly.

"Great another night sleeping in the car."

"Actually, she is on business in the same town we are going to.  So, she might have a house or something."

"Let me guess, I handle the research while you go out and have fun."

"Well, I wasn't going to make you, but if you're offering."

"Let's go.  It's late and we are only a few hours out. I need a little sleep tonight."

They got in the car and headed down the same road I had went.  I hadn't slept in a few days, but I had been working nonstop.  After this maybe I would be able to take a few days to relax.  The rest of the trip was mainly backroads.  So my travel was much quicker than expected.
   
    
Sewickley, Pennsylvania