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..........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"
