The Drifter -teaser-

          I was looking for some excitement, and she was looking for a ride. She was alone, walking a desolate stretch of dirt road that I often take to avoid the local pigs when I pulled up in my van. And, just like that, she hopped in the passenger seat without even a moment's hesitation, which would prove to be her last stupid mistake.


With a smile on my face I faked for the gearshift, slamming her head into the dash instead. The blow knocked her out cold, like I had hoped. With nobody else around, I wasted no time in retrieving a roll of duct tape from the glove box, with which I bound her limbs and covered her mouth to keep her quiet when she regained consciousness, and proceeded to place her in the back beside the spare tire.