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she came around the corner and saw that she had more customers. She turned back and grabbed menus before approaching the table. Once miss perky tits got their orders on her pad, she laid her hands on the two younger men’s shoulders and leaned down between them. “I’ll be right back with your drinks, boys, not to worry, I know how to take care of thirsty men.”
    The looks on their faces made Future laugh out loud. Charlie was pouring sugar into his mouth from the canister, and almost choked. The laughter and subsequent flirting by the waitress with the men broke the ice around the table.
    Demon started asking questions, trying to fill in the gaps of the story Charlie had told them, and she explained in short to the point answers.
    “So, what happened that night to make Dorsey say you were dead? If he hadn’t been sure you would never be seen again, he would have needed to have a damn good excuse as to why he didn’t help you get away. So what’s your version?”
    She wasn’t going to answer them, and told them so. “I will talk to the Prez, I don’t plan on making a circus out of the past.” She looked toward the window into the waning light. “If Dorsey is around, I want a baseball bat.” She tossed a twenty on the table and stood up to leave. “There is a small motel right around the corner, that’s where I’ll be for the night. We’ll catch up in the morning.”
    Just for shits and giggles, she had a few words with Miss Perky Tits on her way out the door. “You’re wasting your time on those two, it’s the old guy you should be concentrating your time on, sweetheart. He’s got a bigger dick and is filthy rich. The way to snag his attention is to hand him a baggy full of sugar packets, he eats them like candy.” She leaned closer to the woman who was now concentrating her eyes on Charlie. “I saw him give a waitress fifty bucks for a handful of sugar one time. The next morning I saw her stagger out of his hotel room counting a wad of cash, the poor girl was walking bowlegged.”
    Future was forgotten as the girl dropped to her knees behind the counter and dug around for sugar packets. She wanted to laugh, but waited until she left the building and was on her bike. It felt good to play a small prank on the guys and the woman. Hell, Charlie would tip her well for the sugar, and if he was lucky, he might get a bit more than a sugar rush to sweeten his dreams.
    She didn’t need to be an Oracle to conjure up their faces when the waitress began ignoring the meatheads, and started working her wiles on Crazy Charlie. She was still grinning as she let herself in the shabby, but clean motel room. She took a long hot bath to melt the kinks out of her ass and thighs. Her shoulders had stopped screaming at her after they went numb several hours ago, but she sank down as low in the deep water as she could to let the heat work its magic in those muscles too. Thankfully the heat did its job and she should be able to finish the ride tomorrow. Knowing she was going back into the world of crazy voluntarily, had to make her as crazy as Charlie.
    She wondered what her parents wanted so badly that they got the big guys to track her down. She’d cut all ties and made no effort to contact them after the night she slipped into the compound and rolled the Heritage out through the gate.
    The hospital people had been nice, and the cops had done all they could to get information out of her about how she came to be found on the side of that road. She had been consistent with telling them that she had no memory of anything that happened to her before she woke in the hospital. With the extent of her injuries and the burns that had melted the flesh on her back, she’d been in the hospital for almost three weeks. After the first week, the police stopped bugging her every day and only came around twice during the last week she was there.
    She’d slipped out of the hospital as soon as she could walk without a walker, or someone