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him or what had happened at Abby’s house.
         Rodney drove the van down the dirt road through a field and into the woods. No one would disturb him out here. He had as much time to do whatever he needed. He’d even brought cooler with snacks and water. He shut off the van and climbed in back and before the white knight could get out another word, kicked him square in the teeth. He could feel teeth crunching and snapping under his boot as the man’s head snapped back.
         He bent down to and cuffed the guy’s other hand to the floor. Their legs won’t be subdued, but this was the best he could do for now.
         “Now tell me,” Rodney said as he grabbed a hammer from his toolbox. “Who are you? Why are you here? And who knows you’re here?”
         “Fuck you asshole!” The man yelled.
         Without a word, Rodney smashed the man’s thumb with the hammer. Not hard enough to break any bone, but enough to get the guy’s attention. He figured he’d just scare the guy a bit now. Let him get comfortable or think he’s got a chance to be a hero, then unleash the real horror. Though you’d have thought he just ripped the guy’s balls off the way he was screaming over a smashed thumb.
         “Oh come on! I barely hit you!” Rodney said. “Is this pussy your boyfriend?” He asked Abby.
         “No! I work with him. His name is Jason. I have no idea what he was doing at my house. Looks like I had two assholes stalking me,” she said. “Why can’t anyone just leave me alone?”
         “Hey! I brought you some pizza. I was worried after your phone call. Looks like I was right. Is this the freak who was fucking with you on Backtrack?”
         Abby looked around and things seemed to be registering with her. Her eyes grew wide as she began to tremble. Rodney smiled at her.
         “Hi Abigail. You see what happens when you’re a rude cunt? I tried to be nice to you. I was a complete gentleman. How did you repay me? Rudeness, arrogance, and then blocking me as if I were some nobody to be ignored. Not feeling so hot all of a sudden, huh? So tell me. Where is your block button now?”
     

Chapter 8
     
         Jason couldn’t believe what was happening. He really had gotten Abby a pizza and dropped by, and really was concerned for her. Though he was just hoping for a tiny bit of action. He’d even brought some wine to help loosen her up a bit. Abby was incredibly hot. The fact that she had no clue just how blazing hot she was made her even hotter.
         Sometimes at work it was embarrassing that he’d pop a boner just by her walking by. That hadn’t happened since high school. So he absolutely had no intentions of stopping until he hit that. Then again, the evening’s turn of events seemed to be doing the job of putting a stop to it. He hadn’t been in a physical altercation in, well, ever. Not unless you count a fight on the playground in the fourth grade as a physical altercation.
         After high school he got his bachelors and MBA from Texas A&M. From there he worked for his dad’s investment firm for several years until the economy took a shit. Now, he was stuck foreclosing on delinquent mortgages in a bank making a third of what he used to make. He still had money tied up in savings and investments though. With all that going for him, picking up girls had never been a problem. He wasn’t the best looking guy around, but he was handsome enough.
         He spent a few hours a week at the gym and kept himself in decent shape. Between that, his clothes, and his money, most girls were impressed enough to go on a few dates with him and take a few nice tumbles. Most girls, except for Abby that is. She was with this Drake asshole back when she started at the bank. From what he knew, Drake never hit her, but she was stressed out plenty. She was rail thin back then and often looked like she hadn’t slept in days.
         Once they’d split, he noticed she