I pulled it down and tossed it on the bed. I wobbled towards the bathroom to get a shower. I pulled back the blue curtain and stood there stunned. My soul hit the floor and my heart jumped up in my throat!
I screamed and fell back against the sink while scrambling to the corner. Oh my god, there was a woman hanging by her hands in my shower! Her hands were duct taped to the pipe behind the shower head. Her mouth was covered with tape also.
I knew she was dead because of the stillness and the bluish color of her face. She was naked and had the word " BASE " printed on her stomach in red. I was trembling as I backed out of the bathroom and ran to the phone. I reached for the phone and something inside me stopped.
A thousand thoughts were rushing in my mind but the one most powerful was the fact that I could be charged with murder. There by the phone was my first big check for writing my hit novel. It was for two hundred and five thousand dollars. My mind was swirling on and off about what to do?
If I call 911, my career is over. I sat on the floor, still wrapped in the sheet and I cried. I gathered myself and began to try and think clearly of what just happened. It finally dawned on me that the woman who left had been in the bathroom first. It was really strange the way she tagged me and left.
" Think, think, think Madden, dammit think!
What do I do, and how, how do I get out of this?
Who is the woman in there and who killed her? Yeah, I can see the headlines, Author Madden Cornet charged with MURDER!
As I began to stand up, the phone rang. I almost jumped out of my skin! I looked and saw the caller ID, it was my exhausting Agent, Jean. I just let it ring and take a message. She didn't leave one after huffing before the click.
I began to dress myself with my clothes that were scattered around the bed. I sat on the bed, holding my black wing tip shoes, looking for my Navy blue socks. I fell back on my bed with the world crushing the life out of me. Soon, I sat up and put my shoes on while thinking that I had to make a decision now!
My decision was to hide the whole thing. I had to erase the night before. How do I dispose of the body? A trunk, no, wrap it in the shower curtain, NO, that is just in the stupid movies! How do I get the body out without the nosy neighbors seeing me?
I will have to do it late tonight and just dump it miles away. The phone rang again and I took some deep breaths before answering it. It was of course, Jean and she was interrogating me about why I didn't answer before.

Comments
celticman | November 5, 2009 - 16:37
Ok. You're 'it'. And you've killed somebody, or maybe not?