Chapter 55: Cuffed
3:41 A.M.
A million thoughts went through my mind as I was being cuffed by Agent Lowe, whom I understood was in control of the circus at the cottage: the many young men that had given me rides on those expansive highways I had traveled along, learning and studying me for such short miles; how quickly a Swiss Army knife could pass over the stringent cords that ran along a smooth neck and cause profuse bleeding; violent and sometimes unsafe s*x with male strangers; headlights on various vehicles; my different aliases throughout the years; makes and models of vehicles along different highways. My mind also recalled the few men that I had let live, which I now regretted as Lowe cuffed me. All of it was over for me now. All of it had come crashing down and around me. My per
