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The Dark Side of Town

How spooky was that at the end of chapter two when Becca stepped out of the tattoo parlor and saw Victor in his silver Camaro. He was waiting for her to cross Kennedy Boulevard, but instead, she headed toward downtown away from the car. Then suddenly she stopped, "knowing she was in the part of town where you took whatever you could get." That night we assume Becca gets in Victor's car and he takes her home...

 

How spooky was that at the end of chapter two when Becca stepped out of the tattoo parlor and saw Victor in his silver Camaro.  He was waiting for her to cross Kennedy Boulevard, but instead, she headed toward downtown away from the car.  Then suddenly she stopped, "knowing she was in the part of town where you took whatever you could get."  That night we assume Becca gets in Victor's car and he takes her home.  But, do you ever wonder what happened in that car ride?  I mean, what possessed Victor to "ferret out information" about Becca and to show up at the Westcott Mansion four days later to ask Natalie, Becca's grandmother, if he could pick Becca up from the airport that afternoon?  Here's a short scene of what happened in the car that night.  This scene is not in the book. 

When Victor saw Becca stop, smack in the middle of road, and started to walk toward him, he drove the car slowly to meet her.  He'd planned to get out and open her door, but she'd jumped into the passenger's seat before he could put the car in park.  Now, he glanced across the console at the young woman sitting next to him.  Her tawny hair was pulled back severely, making her face appear painfully thin.  "Are you all right?" he asked.

Becca nodded, but she peered out the window as Victor turned onto Hyde Park Avenue.  The evening had cooled off, and Victor felt a slight breeze lick the side of his face.  He wanted to ask Becca more questions, but instead, he drove slowly down the deserted street keeping one eye on the road while the other examined his passenger.  In one sense this young woman barely resembled the girl he'd known in high school.  The Becca he remembered had vibrant green eyes, a laughing voice, and beautiful, womanly curves.  He blinked twice as if to clear his vision.  He knew Becca had gone to New York to sing on Broadway.  But what had happened to her there?  A myriad of dark scenarios flooded his mind.  As they passed a streetlight he saw the outline of a strange tattoo etched in black on Becca's wrist.  She caught him staring at it and quickly covered the tattoo with her hand. When they pulled onto the Bayshore, she shivered a little.  There was no doubt about it—somebody or something had sucked the life out of Becca.  It might take time, but in that moment Victor vowed to find out where the girl of his dreams had disappeared.

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