Something quick this week, as I am entirely too drained from dealing with the most willfully ignorant people on the face of the planet. I hope that after this week I will be back to my normal bubbly self and the main story for Rita's will continue.
But for now, have a little sneak peak at the dame that has Rudy's gang exchanging nervous glances.
Part Nine: Smile and be a Villain
It had been a long day, and she was running out of patience.
And to make matters worse, she was getting bored. That was never a good thing.
All she wanted was to enjoy her coffee and apple pie. But the waitress kept warbling on about the most banal topics, and the arguing couple at the counter was getting louder. A group of kids had entered the diner and were noisily banging away at a pinball machine. She tried to just smile and nod as the waitress talked, but she could only fake so much sincerity. She decided to liven things up a bit.
She closed her eyes as the noises all blended together into one raucous annoyance. A long, soft sigh escaped her dark lips. She opened her eyes and focused. She counted the number of steps between her table and the door. If she timed it right, she could do it and no one would notice her leaving.
She waited until the waitress turned her back and then she moved. Two steps and the knife flashed in the harsh fluorescent light. Another five steps and, as the crying girlfriend wiped her eyes, the knife flicked across the angry boyfriend’s neck. Three steps more and she was out the door before the girl’s screams and the clattering of broken cups rang out into the night.
The night air was cool, and she pulled her fur stole close around her neck. She could sense there was more mischief going on in the city and it excited her. It was several moments before she notice Rudy’s shifty informant watching her nervously from a dark alley. From the way he was twitching, she could tell that he had a message for her. She smiled, and was glad that her fun wasn’t over for the evening.