The Last JoyRide Part 40
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Monday 10:28 PM It was the cleanest garage I had ever seen. It was empty, of course, with no cars in there at all; no grease, oil, or coolant, no hint of any automobile ever being in there. The floor was brick and sealed. The three heavy wooden garage doors all had blackout curtains secured in place. There was a heavy wooden workbench at the back wall with a single heavy vise attached to it. Still, like the rest of the space, it was void of anything resembling the vulgarity of automotive work. Recessed lighting in the wood-paneled ceiling lit up the area and gave it a warm, almost cozy feel. Wolf-man and Joy stood opposite one another in the center of the empty garage. Sasha walked in ahead of me, and I locked the door behind me. All you could hear were the shuffling of our footsteps and the muted bumps and thumps of the music outside. We all met in the middle of the room. Nothing was said at first. Everyone just passed suspicious glances. Joy was stunning, but her eye and face were badly bruised, and the makeup no longer hid what it had earlier. When Sasha got a good look at her, I thought she would cry. She looked Joy over carefully, then glanced at me. “I’m so sorry,” Sasha’s Eastern European accented words were the first spoken and seemed to fill the entire space with sound. “I’m sorry he hurt you so badly. I did not ask him to do that, Joy.” Sasha reached for Joy, but Joy took a step back to avoid her touch. Still, she said nothing. Sasha withdrew her hand and stared at Joy’s strappy black high heels.
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