Not Quite Albuquerque
‘Next stop, Albuquerque!’
Jaclyn pulls her glasses down low on her nose and looks out the window. The next stop was not Albuquerque. At least, she had not decided if it were Albuquerque. Either way, this bus was not headed in that direction.
In fact, this bus didn’t have far to go if the smoke billowing out of the engine was any indicator. She turns to her companion, a man wearing white slacks and a blue windbreaker who appears to be sleeping. He lurches forward in the bus seat as the bus comes to a halt. Any normal man would have woken up, but not Ed.
No, Ed was different; Ed was dead.
Jaclyn reaches forward and pulls her companion back I’m the seat, his head snapping back into the seat.
‘Great,’ she muttered, ‘this is great.’
The bus became a murmur of voices, mostly complaints. This may not be Albuquerque, but with a crammed bus and no air conditioner, temperatures and tensions would both rise quickly.
‘No matter,’ Jacky thought as she pulls her bag from below the seat.
Harpers Ferry, 3 Miles
She knew better to wait for the tourist trap to become a rat trap++terrible++. She grabs Ed’s hand, shoving her way through the crowd on her way towards the door. A larger man stands in her way, his massive frame taking up much of the aisle as he loudly discusses his level of involvement or lack there of with his partner.
‘Excuse me,’ Jacky says. No response.
‘How would I know the bus would break down,’ he repeats, this time with a flail of his hands.
‘Excuse me!’ Jaclyn tries again, her golden eyes locked on the back of his thick neck. He continues to ignore her. The bed of the bus was already beginning to warm up and more passengers rose to their feet.
There’s more than one way to skin a cat.
Jaclyn pulls a silver .357 magnum from her bag, aims it to the roof, and fires. There are a few startled screams and the man and woman finally turn to the clown.
‘Excuse me,’ she says merrily, smiling wide at the man. He retreats into the aisle with his wife, his head turning back to the clown to walks past, the corpse of Ed dragging behind her.
Next stop, Albuquerque.