She was playing pool by herself when Anthony noticed her. Oh God he thought easy target, he licked his lips. She reminded him of his mother. In a bar listening to rock music and a smoker. He had been killing all these loser women across the United States. Anyone that reminded him of his mother had to die in his book.
Anthony walked up and ask if he could play her a game of pool. She told him very politely no. He didn’t like no so he tried to talk her into it.
she handed him the pool stick and went to another empty table, put in her quarters and racked up the balls. Anthony wasn’t taking no for an answer.
Wanda didn’t want to play anyone, she wanted to be left alone. He walked over to her new table. “I want to play you”. She smiled and looked down. Well I don’t want to play with you or anyone else tonight please. If you need some quarters I can give you some. She handed him a few of her small stacks of quarters off the side of her new table. She didn’t have pockets. She had her phone,car keys and room key in her sports bra.
Anthony got pissed and walked away.
Wanda didn’t know but the three guys she thought she would never see again after singing, dancing making cat claw motions to and waving bye, to in the truck earlier were at the bar watching Anthony.
John and his two sons Ian and Ben were bounty hunters and there was a reward out for Anthony.
Anthony was wanted for running out on bail, domestic violence, credit card fraud and child abuse. John wanted him bad just for the child abuse. No one hurts kids damn it.
John was looking at Wanda she was wearing leggings and a baggie baseball shirt and a Washington nat’s baseball hat. She had the slimmest smallest legs John had ever seen, and the smallest feet. He wondered how she didn’t fall over, they were that small. She was at least five eight with medium long brown hair. Her eyes were hazel with a small round heart shaped face. Damn those long legs they had him he couldn’t stop staring at them. She was a tall woman she had to be thirty five thirty eight at the most he thought to himself.
he could tell she wasn’t drunk but hoped she wasn’t driving because she was well buzzed. She was a pretty good pool player not bad at all. But he also noticed she had no self confidence.
Ben looked at his dad, he was thinking shit. John put his hand up this was an easy job. Should be easy money. No need to jump up because of a nice ass and a great pair of legs.
Anthony went to a table and a hot blonde was all over him. Anthony’s eyes were watching Wanda and John Was watching Anthony as close as he was watching Wanda who was thoroughly enjoying herself. Anthony finished his beer and went back over to the table to try and play Wanda a game of pool again. Wanda politely told him no again, and to stop asking please.
the hot blonde got angry and told Wanda to stop shaking her ass at every guy in the bar. Wanda Spun on the blonde then stopped and just went back to her game.
the blonde went back to Anthony she wanted him bad John could tell she was all over him. Anthony pushed passed the blonde and put quarters on wanda’s pool table. Wanda looked at him then sighed, she hit the last of her balls in and put her stick down.
she walked up to the bar to get another beer. Anthony followed her, with the blonde right at his heels.
John wasn’t going to miss this conversation and went up to stand on the other side of Wanda. She didn’t notice him which was unusual he thought to himself. he was fifty five but still got the women’s attention. He shook his head he wasn’t here for that right now.
the blonde looked at Wanda and went off. What are you doing in here look he is with me. Wanda had enough and sighed again. look Barbie I don’t want Ken so why don’t you two go get in your Barbie car and leave me alone. What is he twenty eight twenty nine I’ve got kids older than him. And I have no interest in gigantor, what would he want with an old lady like me. the blonde got pissed and pushed Wanda. Wanda looked at Anthony. Is she with you? Because if she is get her out of my face NOW, or you won’t be calling the cops you’ll be calling a clean up crew for her parts to see if they can put Humpty Dumpty here back together again. I just got out of the asylum and the food is really bad there. And my therapist said before I kill anyone again I need to remember how bad the food is there. So please leave me ALONE!
John smiled oh my god that was the best line he had ever heard.
At that moment the bartender came up. “Is there a problem here? Wanda looked at her, I really hope not. Anthony pulled the blonde and left.
John got a beer and went back to the table with Ben and Ian. He told them what Wanda had said they all were laughing and keeping an eye on her with Anthony.
At that moment someone brought a dog into the bar. It went straight up to Wanda. She put her hand down she could feel the tears pulling at her eyes. She couldn’t help but pick it up and give it a huge hug. That’s when she lost it tears were streaming down her face. She put the dog down and it seemed to bow to her. Like it knew her pain. She scratched its ears then ran to the restroom to wash her face. Anthony and John both watched. Anthony laughed “oh yeah miss’s tough was a kitten” he smiled . John saw him the whole time. He told the boys to get ready his gut said something was about to go down. Anthony had made a call at the sight of Wanda crying.
wanda came out she had washed her face and turned her hat back around to cover her face. Time to go she thought to herself.
Ian had gone to get the truck. It was a new truck that had been made to look like a piece of junk. It was a large cab big enough for 3 large men to sit comfortably and no one would expect a thing.
to be continued....