Chapter Seventeen
Intermission
“What is that, nine to four?”
“That’s right.” Edgar wiped his brow with his terrycloth wristband. According to Forbes, squash was rated the healthiest sport to play. Right now his mind and body were in overdrive. Elated and expectant, he was in inspired form. His opponent, a broker for a firm in the same building, was quick to admit it.
“Wow buddy, stay off the crystal meth. You’re kicking my butt today.”
“Nah, it’s uncut Columbian. Your serve, chump.”
The squishy ball rocketed toward the wall. Edgar threw himself joyously into competitive activity again.
Revenge was his at last!
One of Kim’s lovers was dead and her intended ‘soul-mate’ soon would be – if he wasn’t already. Ed was just waiting to hear from Jack. Even better, his cunt of a wife couldn
