Cheaper to Keep Her Part 3 (22 page)

I swear, when she started talking I nearly pissed in my pants. This was the exact same chick I talked to on Bishop’s cell phone. She had the same fucking squeaky voice. But how was it that she was involved with Agent Morris? I was completely at a lost for words. I was literally confused and had no idea what to do.

“Today is definitely a nice day to take a drive.” Agent Pax assured her.

“Tell me about,” she commented. And then she said, “So, where are you guys on your way to?” she wanted to know.

But before either one of them could respond to her I interjected by saying, “Don’t tell her! She’s working for Bishop.”

Agent Pax turned completely around in his seat to get a good look at me while Agent Morris peaked his head into the driver side window. And when Agent Morris opened his mouth to say something to me, both agents got their heads blown off. Agent Morris and Agent Pax’s brains where splattered all over the front seat, the windshield and some their blood and pieces of body tissue plopped on me as well. I was in complete shock. And I screamed as loud as I could.

Now after she took both of these men out, she pulled on the backdoor handle and tried to open it. Lucky for me, it was locked. “Somebody help me!” I screamed.

I saw at least five people near their cars but no one wanted to come near the truck. I did see this lady get on her cell phone, so I assumed she was calling the police.

“Somebody please help me! She’s trying to kill me!” I continued to scream. I needed some fucking help. I figured that if these people weren’t going to risk their lives to save mine, then they’d at least call the cops for me.

After three failed attempts to open both back doors, Chrissy tried to shoot the windows out but she couldn’t get them to budge. And when she finally figured out that they were bullet proofed she stuck her gun inside the driver side window and aimed it at me. She pulled the trigger and I ducked down behind the seat but that didn’t prevent me from getting hit. The bullet went right through my left shoulder. The feeling of that bullet burning through my skin was unbearable. And I knew that if she got the chance to shoot me again, I wasn’t going to make it. But thank God, she emptied out the clip on both agents and the windows, because when she finally got to me, she only had one bullet left.

With the combination of frustration and hearing the police blaring their sirens, Chrissy hopped back into her car and sped off. I swear, I never felt so relieved.

Minutes after the cops and the paramedics arrived, I was carried out of the truck and placed on a stretcher. And right before they put me into the ambulance, I made sure they grabbed my purse and laid it beside me. I was in very bad shape but that didn’t alter my judgment in any way.

Finally arriving at the hospital, the paramedics pulled up to the emergency dock. And when they rolled me out the back of the ambulance, they placed the stretcher on the ground and that’s when I got a strange feeling that someone was watching me.

So, while they rolled me towards the entryway, I lifted my head as much as I could and when I looked towards the parking lot, I saw this man who looked just like Bishop sitting behind the wheel of a parked car. My heart did summersaults. But at the same time, I wondered if I was seeing things. So, I closed my eyes and when I opened them back up, I took a second look but the car was gone. Now was my mind really playing tricks on me? Or was Bishop lurking out there and waiting patiently for the perfect time to take me out? I couldn’t answer the first question but I knew he wanted me dead. And he wouldn’t stop at nothing until it was done.

Thank God I’m still alive!

Coming Soon

Cheaper to Keep Her part 4 – (America’s Most Wanted)

Internationally Known – (New York’s Finest part 2)