seventimesseven

Part one I wish I could have enjoyed my vacation today. I'm sure at first glance, it looked like I was having a ball! I got the chance to finally wear my black sheath dress that Eric gave me last year. I nursed a martini at the bar and felt every eye that stared at me. But the person I came here to find never showed. Ultimately I spent the night falling asleep on an old green leather coach back at my hotel room. It's possible that I had a tad bit too much to drink. My dreams were unsettling. I kept reliving the moment of Eric's death -helpless watching stained yellow teeth sink into his flesh. Having to put him down with his own Beretta, only to botch up the job and witness his resurrection. The blood-suffused light of dawn woke me. It didn't take very long to notice the red-headed man standing watch over me. "Security really sucks around here, don't it?" I leapt to my feet but the 6'5 stranger grabbed me by the wrists and forced me back down. It felt as though he