total, she was
extremely careful not to overdo it. She had the occasional glass of
wine over dinner, like she was sipping on now, and a whiskey toddy
when she was sick. That was about the sum total of her consumption
these days.
Afterwards
they went for a walk through the downtown. She hadn’t been there
for a while and was astonished at all the changes. There were
high-rise apartment towers springing up everywhere. “How on earth
will the archaic road system deal with all the extra traffic?” She
pondered aloud.
“Good
question.” Larry laughed. “On the bright side, total
around-the-clock gridlock, might finally persuade residents to take
public transit.”
“You wish.”
Judy looked sceptical. “You have to remember that the good old
polluting automobile is much more than mere transportation. It’s a
status symbol that’s like an extension of the owner, and represents
an entire way of life.”
He nodded.
“They’d rather
sit there idling in gridlock for hours than venture out without
their chariot around them,” she added. “They’d lose their identity
and status without it.”
“Well said,
Dr. Freud.” He laughed.
Judy joined in
the revelry. It had been a long time since she’d enjoyed herself so
much.
Back at the
Palace, which was owned by Larry’s brother-in-law, they played
cards in the back office. Gosh, but it was good to enjoy some
companionship for a change, instead of living inside her own head.
She’d have to do this more often. But it wouldn’t be with Larry,
since she’d planned on relocating to Florida. Oh damn, why did
everything have to be so complex?
It was well
after midnight before they finally parted company. He insisted on
walking her back to her room. She very much appreciated that he
didn’t attempt to make a move on her. That was classy.
Judy felt
blessed by the gods. The evening had turned out to be a magical
oasis in the midst of a stormy and evil sea.
“Thanks for
the dinner,” Larry said. “I’d like to return the favour soon.”
Judy nodded.
“It was my pleasure.”
Then just when
she was practically floating on the legendary Cloud Nine, he
dropped a bombshell that demolished it and left her shocked to the
core.
“Oh by the
way,” he said. “I forgot to tell you. There was someone asking for
you today.”
My God, who
could that be, she wondered frantically? No one knew she was here.
Could it be the police? Were they onto her? Had Juanita survived
and tracked her down? In that few seconds she tormented herself
with the horns of a hundred demons.
“Oh really,
who was it?” She was amazed at how normal and calm she sounded. She
even managed to keep a smile on her face.
“It was a
Chinese woman...”
Chapter
Six
Fang! Judy’s eyes widened in terror. So she’d been right after all. It had been Fang she’d seen walking past the window of the
coffee shop. Oh my God! So there was such a thing as ghosts and
vengeance from beyond the grave after all. What the hell was she
going to do? How could you do battle with something that wasn’t
alive and few people even believed in? And would this avenging
apparition follow her to Florida, or wherever else she went?
Judy fumbled
with the door key to hide her confusion.
“Here let me
do that,” Larry offered, and took the key from her trembling hand.
He looked at her quizzically. “Are you alright?” he asked.
Judy nodded.
“Just a bit tired.” She hesitated. “...Did...did the Chinese woman
say who she was?”
“Yes she did.
She left a business card.” Larry fished around in his pocket. “It
must be back in the office. I’ll get it for you.”
Well heck this
couldn’t be a ghost, Judy reasoned, as she paced up and down
waiting for Larry to return. She’d never heard of a spectre handing
out business cards. But who was it then, and what the fuck was
going on? That it had something to do with the evil trio --
Matthew, Fang and Juanita -- she had no doubt. All her troubles
came from those
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