"What about Robertson? " "The boys are going to take care of Robertson
for me. It was their idea, not mine. Burton says Robertson is getting
out of control.
Andrews calls him knife happy." She put her brush down and turned to
him. "Have you heard from Burton yet? " "Don't start fretting. "
"But he was supposed to wire you after they killed Grace and Jessica.
Have you gotten word from him yet? " "I'm sure they got the job
done.
They always do, " he added with a grin.
"Burton couldn't send a wire."
"Why not? " "The telegraph office here has been shut down for the last
two days.
The equipment broke down, " he explained. "Don't worry. I checked it
out to make sure it was true."
"No one in town is getting telegrams?
" "Oh, they're getting them, but they're being rerouted through the
next town and that's twenty miles away."
"His wire will probably come tomorrow, then."
"And we'll be long gone, " he told her.
"You never told me how Burton and the others feel about disbanding. "
"They're ready to stop for a while. By the time they get the urge
again or run out of money, we'll be setting up house in Paris."
"If you take care of Bell tonight, we could leave tomorrow." He headed
back to the door. "No, we're leaving tonight. Pack your things and
bring them with you when you meet me outside of town. You know
where.
" "Yes, " she called out. "I wish you could go with me to see the
judge.
It would amuse you to watch."
"You know I can't be seen with you in this town. Every one knows me
here, and they might start wondering how I got hooked up with you.
I'll be in the courtroom."
"Yes, I know.
Where should I go now, straight to the courthouse? " "Go to the
sheriff's office. He'll take you to the courthouse." After giving the
order, he pulled the door closed. He was surprised by the twinge of
regret he felt. He was going to kill her, and he was surprised that he
actually felt sorry for her. Then he started thinking about how he
would kill her tonight, and within minutes he was hard and throbbing.
All feelings of remorse vanished. He would keep her alive for as long
as he could to prolong his own enjoyment, and he must remember to gag
her so no one would hear her screams for mercy.
It was a pity really. He had considered taking her with him and then
decided against it. Rebecca was such a striking woman she drew
attention wherever she went. The flawless beauty made her a risk
because everyone, even strangers, remembered her.
He would miss her though, for he doubted he could ever find another
woman with such a twisted sexual appetite.
He jerked the door open again, walked inside, and began to unbutton his