Karen Anne Golden - The Cats That 05 - The Cats that Watched the Woods by Karen Anne Golden Page B
Authors: Karen Anne Golden
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Stevie rushed over to the woman and then stood back, surprised. “Damn, sis. What are you doin’ out here?”
Barbie sat up. “Thanks for askin’ if I was okay. What are you doin’ out here? Whatever the reason, I don’t care. I just want you to take me out of this hell hole and get me to the nearest McDonalds. I’m starvin’ to death.”
Stevie helped her up. “Let’s get you in the truck.”
“I can hardly walk,” she said, taking his hand. “I twisted my ankle.”
Stevie helped her up to the running board, then pushed her into her seat.
“Ouch,” she cried, then, “Got any water?”
“Yeah,” Stevie said, moving to his toolbox in the back. He pulled out a bottle of water. “Here,” he said, handing it to her.
Stevie climbed into his seat and started the engine. “Listen, I’ve got to pick up something I left at the house.”
“What?” Barbie shrieked. “Are you insane? We ain’t goin’ to Leonard’s house.”
“It will just take a minute.”
“You can’t get back there. Katz wrecked her car; it’s blocking the road.”
“Is she dead?”
“Is she dead?” she repeated incredulously. “What you should have asked is ‘What’s she doin’ out here?’”
“Okay, fine,” he said, throwing his hands up in the air, irritated. “What are you doin’ here? You’re a freakin’ missing person. Dave went down and filled out the paperwork. The law is looking for you all over the country.”
“I drove out here Tuesday to get my diet shakes.”
“What?” Stevie asked skeptically.
“Leonard makes me diet shakes. When I got here, he met me at the door and said his car was in the shop and asked me to take him to town. I said okay. We both went in the house and I paid him for the shakes. Then we’re just about ready to leave the house when your yahoo cousin, Jimmy—”
Stevie interrupted, “Was anyone else with him?”
“Ahhh, no,” she said arrogantly. “But the way Jimmy was carrying on, it sounded like there was. He was so drunk, or high on something.”
“Well, hurry up with your yammerin’. Finish the story. We need to git goin’.”
“Leonard got rough with me and yanked my bag off my shoulder—my damn Coach bag that cost me a fortune. He took my bag and my keys! Then he tells me to hide in the closet. He goes outside and then I heard shouting. I’m peekin’ out the window and see Leonard and Jimmy get into a fight. Jimmy stuck him with a knife. Then he threw Leonard into the back seat of my brand new car and took off.”
“Why didn’t you try and walk to get help? It ain’t that far to walk to the main drag.”
“In these shoes?” she answered. “If you didn’t notice, they’ve got a three-inch heel.”
Stevie shook his head. “Barbie, why do you wear those freakin’ shoes in the country?”
“I waited a few minutes, then ran out to Jimmy’s truck. I thought the numbnut would have left the keys in the ignition, but no dice. I searched everywhere in his truck. Coming back to the house, I tripped on a root and hurt my ankle. So, brother, that’s pretty much it. I’ve been hidin’ out, waitin’ for them to get back so I could figure out a way to get my car back. What day is it anyway?”
“Friday.”
“Oh, my lord! I’ve been out here three days!”
“You said Katz had a wreck. Is she dead?”
“No, but it’s bizarre that she shows up here in the first place. Nobody knew I was coming out here, so if she was looking for me, how would she have known?”
Stevie started to get out of the truck, but Barbie gripped his arm. “Don’t go out there without a gun. There’s a freakin’ crazy man who lives in the woods. He’ll shoot you dead.”
“You’re out of your mind.”
“After Katz had her wreck, he pried her out of the vehicle and took her—God knows where. He’s a huge man, built like the Hulk. His face is horrible. It’s all scarred up and he doesn’t have an eye. Katz showed up, goes inside, then next thing I
Barbie sat up. “Thanks for askin’ if I was okay. What are you doin’ out here? Whatever the reason, I don’t care. I just want you to take me out of this hell hole and get me to the nearest McDonalds. I’m starvin’ to death.”
Stevie helped her up. “Let’s get you in the truck.”
“I can hardly walk,” she said, taking his hand. “I twisted my ankle.”
Stevie helped her up to the running board, then pushed her into her seat.
“Ouch,” she cried, then, “Got any water?”
“Yeah,” Stevie said, moving to his toolbox in the back. He pulled out a bottle of water. “Here,” he said, handing it to her.
Stevie climbed into his seat and started the engine. “Listen, I’ve got to pick up something I left at the house.”
“What?” Barbie shrieked. “Are you insane? We ain’t goin’ to Leonard’s house.”
“It will just take a minute.”
“You can’t get back there. Katz wrecked her car; it’s blocking the road.”
“Is she dead?”
“Is she dead?” she repeated incredulously. “What you should have asked is ‘What’s she doin’ out here?’”
“Okay, fine,” he said, throwing his hands up in the air, irritated. “What are you doin’ here? You’re a freakin’ missing person. Dave went down and filled out the paperwork. The law is looking for you all over the country.”
“I drove out here Tuesday to get my diet shakes.”
“What?” Stevie asked skeptically.
“Leonard makes me diet shakes. When I got here, he met me at the door and said his car was in the shop and asked me to take him to town. I said okay. We both went in the house and I paid him for the shakes. Then we’re just about ready to leave the house when your yahoo cousin, Jimmy—”
Stevie interrupted, “Was anyone else with him?”
“Ahhh, no,” she said arrogantly. “But the way Jimmy was carrying on, it sounded like there was. He was so drunk, or high on something.”
“Well, hurry up with your yammerin’. Finish the story. We need to git goin’.”
“Leonard got rough with me and yanked my bag off my shoulder—my damn Coach bag that cost me a fortune. He took my bag and my keys! Then he tells me to hide in the closet. He goes outside and then I heard shouting. I’m peekin’ out the window and see Leonard and Jimmy get into a fight. Jimmy stuck him with a knife. Then he threw Leonard into the back seat of my brand new car and took off.”
“Why didn’t you try and walk to get help? It ain’t that far to walk to the main drag.”
“In these shoes?” she answered. “If you didn’t notice, they’ve got a three-inch heel.”
Stevie shook his head. “Barbie, why do you wear those freakin’ shoes in the country?”
“I waited a few minutes, then ran out to Jimmy’s truck. I thought the numbnut would have left the keys in the ignition, but no dice. I searched everywhere in his truck. Coming back to the house, I tripped on a root and hurt my ankle. So, brother, that’s pretty much it. I’ve been hidin’ out, waitin’ for them to get back so I could figure out a way to get my car back. What day is it anyway?”
“Friday.”
“Oh, my lord! I’ve been out here three days!”
“You said Katz had a wreck. Is she dead?”
“No, but it’s bizarre that she shows up here in the first place. Nobody knew I was coming out here, so if she was looking for me, how would she have known?”
Stevie started to get out of the truck, but Barbie gripped his arm. “Don’t go out there without a gun. There’s a freakin’ crazy man who lives in the woods. He’ll shoot you dead.”
“You’re out of your mind.”
“After Katz had her wreck, he pried her out of the vehicle and took her—God knows where. He’s a huge man, built like the Hulk. His face is horrible. It’s all scarred up and he doesn’t have an eye. Katz showed up, goes inside, then next thing I
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