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spending her fortune. He wanted her money in the worst way and would marry her to get it. Smiling inside, he rejoined the conversation, nodding at something Brenda was saying.
    After finishing the deal, Brenda prepared to leave, but not without giving George another hug before she lowered into her silver Mercedes. “Drive safely, George. Bring my baby home in good condition.”
    George smiled. “I’ll do just that, Brenda. You take care now. I look forward to seeing you again. Don’t you dare miss me before I get there.”
    Brenda giggled and pulled away.

    The next day, George rounded up the lady from the bar, and after a few minutes of smooth talk, she agreed a road trip sounded fun. It was noon when they hit the road, and the drive was smooth for the first two hours.
    About 160 miles in, George began to feel tired and wanted to rest. He had told Brenda he needed a couple of days to get the RV to her home, and because of this, he could relax without worry. There was plenty of time to spend with his new friend before arriving in Albany.
    “Do you mind driving for a bit?” George queried. “I’d like to get some rest.”
    Smiling, the woman responded. “Sure, no problem.”
    George pulled over and let her have the wheel. As he plopped down in the passenger’s seat, he thought, What did she say her name was again? Oh yeah, Tiffany. Hmpf.
    George had not made much of a mental note of this fact since his attraction to Tiffany was nothing more than physical. He would never see her again once he dumped her in Georgia, so what did it matter if he failed to fully commit her name to memory? Nothing would be gained by manipulating her further, and she could find her own way home.
    The player did, however, admire her body and longed for it from the passenger’s seat. She was soft in all the right spots, and although she was older, she was still young enough that gravity had not taken effect. He knew it would be an eventful night, and he was looking forward to every hour of passion they would conjure.
    Tiffany had only been driving a few minutes when George heard her mumble something under her breath.
    “What was that? I didn’t hear you.”
    The woman pushed her soft, brown hair behind her ear and smiled. Without moving her lips, George heard her voice echo inside his head as she glared at him. “Your wish is granted,” the voice hissed with a wickedness that frightened even him.
    The air in the cabin turned cold to the point of being painful. The woman’s eyes began to glow red, and George could see the razor-sharp points of her teeth. She looked like pure evil, and as George tried to catch his breath, he realized he was in trouble. His eyes were becoming heavy, and as the sensation overwhelmed him, he slipped into unconsciousness—all the while hearing the echoes of Tiffany’s laughter inside his mind.
    “I have plans for you, George,” Tiffany said as her eyes gleamed. “Shall we leave this pathetic Earth of yours?”
    Suddenly, the RV collided with an oncoming tanker and both vehicles twisted into a pile of metal. Fuel poured across the freeway from a gaping hole in the tanker’s side.
    The semi exploded with a horrific force, tearing a six-foot deep crater out of the concrete. At its widest point, the hole was 30 feet across. Many of the vehicles that had stopped were thrown. Some of them landed as far as 70 feet away from the epicenter of the blast.
    The police investigating the scene accounted for the body of the man driving the semi, along with the other nine drivers the blast had consumed. Victims were scattered in every direction, many landing in charred, bloody pieces.
    “It seems as if there was no one at the wheel of the RV,” the Highway Patrolman told the reporters who arrived on the scene. “It’s like a driver was never on board.”
    The short, chubby reporter told his viewers: “In total, there are 14 dead. Those injured are being transported to the hospital. At this point, I’m not sure how