Home ..........I left harries bar not knowing what had just happened, Paul Owen is dead, DEAD. Oh well, at least I get off, and don't have to spend 40 fucking years in jail. I arrive back at my apartment to notice that I had lost my money clip that had $500 in it. I don't really care because I have a lot of money anyway. I crawl into bed listening to "Follow you Follow Me" one of the best song of Genesis's 1984 album "we three kings". I start falling a sleep when I hear a small crack in my living room. I get out of bed to see what is going on. I notice my door is open, and a draft is getting in, I close my door only to have it swing open again in my face. As I walk back to my bed room a feel someone grab me and put a knife to my neck, and said to me you will pay. I elbow him and knot him on his ass, then kick him in the face and say "Don't Touch the Rob" This rob is made by the best of Canada and cost me over $700. He says to me heard me out, and he starts to tell me a story, "Bateman, Patrick Bateman, you are the scum of the earth, and your sins will be the death of you" "What the hell are you talking about" I say, he continues "You may have gotten a way with it this time, but you will not be so lucky next time. Do you remember Paul Owen, well he is dead, but, he had a small radio on his inside shirt pocket, that told his body guard where he was at all times, and they know he was at your house the day he disappeared, I was sent here to tell you your time is almost up, your days are numbered, Paul Owen Will Kill you Patrick, He will........ "Stop your stupid bitching, Understand!" Now, what's your name? "Sal" "Ok sal, how did you get this job of coming her to tell me this shit? "Paul Owens Body Guard sent me to warn you, to make it more fun" "Get a new Goddam Job Sal"! he has a little smile on his face but he goes away right when put my nail gun in his face, he starts yelling "Someone Help me, Somebody" "NO one gives a shit Sal, you are going to die" please NO" "SAL, im sorry, I just don't have anything in common with you." You a fucking Faggot, I shoot him about 68 times before I get bored, and got to bed. The Next morning how him out my window, and get ready for work as I do every morning, I am slightly more tired this morning, how I didn't miss any sleep. I arrive in the office, Jean comes up to me, she is Look very hot today witch is a 1st, and She is worried about me, Ill tell her im fine, But she has look on her face that she knows of something, but I over look that due to the fact that Her breast look very perky today and her hair is strait down, and as golden as ever. She says to me that I have a 5 o'clock Lunch meeting with John Kersey. Whom of witch I had never heard of before. I can't get over he great ass then she turns to go back to her desk. "Jean" "Yes Patrick" she says a shy girlish voice "Would you like to come with me to Pastels tonight?" She replays "Why are you asking me" Im about to tell her im am planing in fucking her tonight but that might drive her away so I say "Because I want to make last time up to you" She says yes right away after that. "should I change Patrick" "No, stay as you are, you look great, is 8:00 ok?, she says is will be fine, "Great, See you Then"