#56 Hot Trot Hell

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Fuck you Freddy Forever, Cherry said to herself as she walked down the cold, dark streets of Grimland. Sword and Uzi.jpg

She follows a trench coat covered figure some distance in front of her. The figure has the collar pulled up and his hands in his pockets. The only things that stick out are the dark red pants and expensive leather shoes moving fast down the sidewalk. Every once and a while a flap of blonde hair will kick back and Cherry will notice it.

If you are my target I will kill you. I will kill you tonight Freddy Forever. I will kill you. Cherry grits her teeth but is conscious of her anger and doesn't bite down so hard that she cracks a tooth.

The cold night air bites Cherry's face. My legs hurt. I'm not wearing high heels. I can't remember the last time I didn't wear high heels. It fucking hurts, but I could walk for days, weeks looking for this rapist, child molesting murderer.

Suddenly a man leaning up against a building jutted out a hand toward Cherry.

She looked at him, "Sorry, I don't have any cash on me."

She looked back toward Freddy. He was gone.

Fuck, Cherry said to herself. Her eyes follow the glow of a bright pink light.

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Motherfucker must have gone in there. He had to have. Cherry darted into the building fully aware that she could be walking into a trap but too focused to stop and consider the consequences.  

Inside the Adult store there were wall to wall pictures of things Cherry sees on a daily bases. To Cherry, it's all just wallpaper. She stuck to the DVD's because their display cases were see-through. In the corner of the store, looking at a rack of phallic objects, she spotted Freddy. His collar was down and she could see the side of his face. Freddy Forever had perfect skin, cleanly shaven, medium to long length hair, young looking, inviting, trustworthy, fucking despicable waste.

They didn't stay in the Adult store long. Cherry carefully followed Freddy all the way to the Metro Stadium where a third ranked basketball team was playing. Freddy had a ticket and got right in. Cherry had some difficulty.

"Fine. Fuck. I'll take a damn nose bleed ticket; just let me in the damn building!"

Cherry lost precious time. When she finally found Freddy again he was kneeling down between a young boy and girl talking to them. The children' guardian appeared to not be around. Dozens of adult strangers walked right by the children and Freddy without so much as a head turn.

Cherry hid behind a pillar as she texted a message and sent it.

Cherry watched as Freddy led the children to an out of the way exit. The children went out the exit first. Cherry just watched still standing behind the pillar. Freddy followed. A few seconds later a slender, attractive blonde entered the stadium through the exit holding the two children by the hand. They attractive blonde appeared to be talking to the children. The little boy pointed of into the distance. Cherry followed the gesture to a nervous looking woman talking to a guard. Cherry walked out of the exit.

On the other side of the exit door, Cherry found an unconscious Freddy Forever on the ground, four women hovered above him.

"He isn't dead is he?" asked Cherry.

"No, Ma'am," one of the women replied.

"Good, I want to talk to the fucker before I kill him." 

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Good stuff, I'm enjoying it. It's really descriptive without taking away from the fast pace of each segment.

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