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I took a few steps away from Redhead, who was standing behind me trying to hear the conversation.
My wife, Bev, screamed over the phone, “Where the hell are you?”
“I’m not sure. All I know is me and Jimmy drove–”
“You know what? I’m not going to let you lie about this. You got one hour to get home or we’re done.” Yeah, I did more lying to her then sleeping with women.
I told her, “Yeah, umm, that’s not going to happen, I think I’m in Nevada.”
“What? Why are you in Nevad—never mind just forget it. Good—”
“No listen, I got caught up with this karate-kicking super fat bitch and I’m trying to get out of this. I swear. Please have patience.”
She started sobbing. “I can’t take this anymore Leo. We’ve been done for sometime now.”
“Look I been trying to work on this marriage, but, tsk, look I promise I’m never going to drink again, promise.”
It sounded like she slammed something over the phone. She then screamed, “Oh yeah like you said you’d never fuck another woman again. You drove to Las Vegas and fucked a –”
“Hold on, okay, I messed up big time—”
“—as usual.” She took several short breaths to calm down. “I’m not going to argue with you, it’s not worth it Leo. You don’t love me, and I really been seeing other people for some time now. I’m just going to book a flight to Guam and me and Sam will live with my mom.”
“You not taking my son—”
“Yes, I am. You’re an unfit parent. All you do is drink and sleep with women. So I’m taking him with us on the first flight out tomorrow.”
My eyes grew. “Us?”
She paused, and then sighed. “Well, the truth is this guy I’m seeing had been wanting to marry me for a few months. But I had been trying to be patient with you. I think I probably should.”
“Bev, we agreed three months ago to stop seeing other people and you had a fiancé in your back pocket. I had been trying to work his out and you pushed me away this time. I stopped drinking for all those three months. I came home on time, even when back to church—”
“Yeah but you didn’t do those things because you wanted to, you did them because you had to.”
“No shit, I did them because I had to. I have to keep this family together the best I could. I gave up everything and you still wanted satisfied. That’s why I when out drinking. You wouldn’t even have sex with me during these three months. You been seeing this dude this whole time? I still love you. ”
She said, “I only kept him around in case you got weak and couldn’t be the man you should have been.” So basically, I never had a chance here. I should have signed those divorce papers when I had. From the looks of things, I’m going to have another chance to do so. But that’s not important–I got to get back to Sacramento NOW. She continued, “But because I still love you and we have a child together, if you’re here before I get on the plane tomorrow, I’ll work this out again.”
It’s probably better to fight this battle later. I’m not going to solve this over the phone. “Fine Bev, see you shortly.” I hung up the phone as Redhead walked up to me with a map, “We need to take this route to New York.”
“You’re not going to—”
She grabbed me by the neck and slammed against the van. “Bullshit, I’m going New York and you going to be my fucking manager.”
I put my hands on her shoulders and said, “Look my wife—”
“Fuck you wife!” she punched my stomach then kneed my face making my nose bleed.
“Help me move this white bitch and get the fucking the van asshole.” Damn, what the hell did I get myself into this time?
Just before we drove off, we moved the white girl’s and Jimmy’s body to a bench near by. Then I called police to tell them there’s a dead body at this location.
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Wow! This is good. I want to finish this. What happened to dude in route to New York. Were the police able to trace the cell call to 911? OMG! Wow!