MURDER
in LA PAZ
by Murdoch Hughes
A Rick Sage
Mystery - Set in Mexico
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Antiay. I hadn’t even started to mourn Antiay. Real men do cry, and tears flowed down my cheeks. I wiped them away and tasted them, biting my hand. Strange. They tasted like blood. I knew the taste of blood. I knew the taste of tears, too, but it had been a long time. You train yourself not to notice either until you’re safely alone. I guess my subconscious had made that decision for me. I was alone on the hog with Antiay’s spirit hugging me close from behind like she used to. Suddenly the Harley found the open highway toward Cabo, and the speedometer pushed past one hundred. The Cardon cactus blurred in the moonlight like cemetery headstones through tears. Oh, I was wounded all right, by the same bullet that entered her skull from behind and blasted her beauty all over the wall of that cheap hotel room. Her blood and my tears streaming out of one giant wound; a death wound for her, an open wound for me that wouldn’t heal without the salve of revenge. I twisted the throttle farther and the speedometer nicked one hundred and ten. It was going to take a hard ride to dry these tears, and if somehow I didn’t come back in one piece, well that was going to save me a lot of trouble. I felt the low rumble of the wild hog like a primal growl in my gut, and I rode on into the night. |