Luke
Hansen rented a vehicle when he hunted his victims. He picked up Billy and they went off in
search of some poor soul that Luke believed would not be missed. Billy Rhoades did his best to avoid small
talk but sometimes he had to put up with it.
“Hey Billy,” Luke said. “What are you doin’ with your share of the
money?”
“Why the hell is that important to
you?”
“Maybe you need some investment advice
…”
“From y’all … I don’t think so.”
“You’re an ungrateful shit,
Billy.”
“And you are gonna put us on death row,
waitin’ for a lethal injection.”
“Awh Billy … relax, you worry too much
… now looky over there … looks like we have this evening’s contender. Go do your thing …”
Billy did what he did best –
talk. In a few minutes Billy’s smooth
words about a hot meal, a few bucks, and clean clothes put the homeless man
into Luke’s vehicle. It only took the
good doctor seconds to inject his victim with the deadly venom.
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