Last Wednesday at Sue’s Place – Part 13

Bobby and the bartender walk out the rear exit of the bar. Immediately, Bobby notices his truck parked next to the dumpster. He pats his pockets and realizes his keys are gone. As they approach his truck, each step becomes more difficult, fear comes in sickening waves, the air feels thick, it's difficult to breathe. …

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Last Wednesday at Sue’s Place – Part 12

Hours later. Bobby looked at his watch and a sickening realization came over him. The bar closed over two hours ago. Pressing his ear against the door, he can't hear anything. Bobby closes his eyes and lets himself slide down the length of the door and on to the floor. Everything was starting to get …

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Last Wednesday at Sue’s Place – Part 11

Bobby came to slowly, looked around. He's lying on the floor next to and old desk with boxes stacked clumsily around the room. He could hear music playing on the other side of the door and recognized the smell of the bar. He felt a foot connect with his stomach- “So yer finally awake are …

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Last Wednesday at Sue’s Place – Part 10

Wednesday. The night had been moving kind of slow, until she walked in. “Shit, it's her.” Bobby tries to hide his face but she already sees him. “I've been looking for you.” She looks like a nervous wreck. “We've got to do this soon, I think he suspects something.” “You're god damn right he suspects …

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Last Wednesday at Sue’s Place – Part 9

“Wasn't sure if you were open or not. Parking lot is empty. Kind of dead for a Friday night ain't it boys?” “Sure is sheriff, don't reckon I know why either.” the bartender exclaimed. The sheriff takes off his hat and nods in Bobby's direction. “Bobby . . . How thing's goin'?” “Not too bad …

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Last Wednesday at Sue’s Place – Part 7

Friday. After work, Bobby contemplated whether or not to go to the bar. That bartender is fucking unstable, to say the least, but that's Bobby's bar. He's been going there a lot longer than the bartender has been around. Why should he let some psycho run him off? Besides, maybe Sue is back and he …

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