The G Club 3

I lied and said that I was in the shower. I told her to re-schedule the meeting because I was just too sick. She blabbed and complained but finally agreed.

I drank a glass of Jack Daniels whiskey and pumped up the nerve to go back in the bathroom. I watched my shadow slither down the hall to the doorway. I peeked around and felt a heaving in my chest.

I grabbed the trash can by the door and threw up so violently that tears were pouring from my eyes. I was almost embarrassed that I had thrown up in front of a woman, even though she was dead. I looked at her with fear and shame in my heart.

Slowly approaching her, my eyes were glued on her long curly red hair. She looked in her early twenties. She was pretty from her profile. I reached up to turn her head and jumped back fast when I saw that her left eye was still open. I felt my entire spirit tremble with fear!

I approached her again and brushed her hair over her shoulder with my hand. There was a wire around her neck. God, it was a coat hanger and it was twisted shut. I untwisted the hanger and she belched with a gurgle. My heart jumped out of my body! I gathered my courage again to get her arms down from the shower head.

The static sound of peeling the tape was sickening. I grabbed her body and laid it face up in the tub. I found my eyes locked on her pubic hair and called myself a disgusting pig! I looked at her face and began to cry again.

I wondered who she was and why she was here? I grabbed a couple of green towels and placed them over her. A thought came blasting into my mind, " Could I have done this last night?" " Who in the hell was that in my bed and why did she say " you're it?" "Was this some kind of sick game and am I the patsy?"

" Yes stupid, YES! She had two purses! She knew this girl! She was the killer!"

God, what did I get myself into, think Madden, think."

I remember celebrating my book release at the G club. My friends left but I stayed. Vaguely, dancing with a girl, dancing, dancing, oh jees, it is the redhead! I can't remember the other woman at all? Kissing, laughing and her eyes, beautiful blue eyes.

Then just blank until today, nothing, nothing at all. I had to find out what happened to me and this girl in my bath tub. I used the kitchen sink to wash up, got dressed, sat on the bedside and stared out the window.