Girl of Prey

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Veronica Savinio, known as Roni, sat alone and chain-smoking in a booth at the Limbo, a dumpy bar her asshole husband, Shannon, frequented, waiting for him to show up to take her home after she’d worked late at her job at the Mirror, a nearby movie theater.

“No problem, just walk over to the Limbo,” he’d said earlier that evening. “I’ll be back there around midnight.” He and Dewey had some “errands to run,” he’d said, that had to do with “a job,” and wanted her to meet him at the bar after work since she didn’t want to hang around at the theater longer than she had to. “Okay, but be there right at midnight,” she’d insisted, and he’d said sure. She herself wouldn’t be there until about 12:15, but he was always late anyway. It was now quarter to one, and no Shannon. Plus, it was the first night of her boss Hobie’s beloved Halloween marathon, which she’d had to listen to him obsess over for the last four months, and she’d been working since ten in the morning with first Hobie and later a mob of partying kids driving her nuts, and was totally frazzled.

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