His hand rested on his friend’s shoulder. “Hey, let the men do their job and get the body out of here.” They moved aside and as soon as Milton’s corpse was gone, the two men motioned for Rae to take a seat on the couch.
She seemed composed, confident and not the least bit sorry that she’d just killed a man.
“I have every right to defend myself.” She sat perfectly still, her hands folded in her lap. “I haven’t always been…well, let me put it this way, in my younger years I looked better than I do now and I used that to my advantage. I’ve met some shady characters, some that want to hurt a lady, and so I learned to protect myself. I just got back from the ATM, I pulled out a pretty good sum of money.” She reached in her purse and withdrew a wad of what looked like mostly tens and twenties. “He was probably following me.” Rae shook her head. “More than likely he’s some druggie who needs some money to buy whatever they’re shooting these days.”
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