Nightshift Sixth in the Mix

The pain in Dons head was almost unbearable these days.With five murders behind him and the police in front ,it was time for a change.From years of living in "alphabet city"he had forged many contacts with people who could give him new documents and thus a new identity to stop running,but first he needed the MONEY.these things would not come cheap,alphabet city knew only cash and carry.All else meant nothing.First the pain in his head had to be controled.When he had last seen the court appointed doctor the pain was under control,but that had been years ago,it was time to see one again.But who? Fe couldn't go back to the courts so he would have to find one on his own.

Dr Sandra Grant had not seen a real patient in over 2 years.Being a "mule"and laundering money for the cartel was far more lucritive.Anyway who wanted to be around all those weirdoes when the lure of coke and party time with the rich and famous were now in her grasp?The only thing Sandra worried about was keeping the large sums of money in her office that this new "vocation"demanded.

It was noon and as usual Sandra had no "real"patients only book keeping entries for the laundering cover-up.Don had walked into the building looking for ANY shrink and saw "S.Grant Dr of Phycology"on the index and decided to try it.Entering the office Don noticed that there was no receptionist and wonder aloud if there was anyone in?"Just a minute" came a female reply so Don took a seat.Sandra wondered who could this be?A fed snooping around?Another cartel?The association of Phycolgists?It just couldn't be a real patient because how would they find out about her long dormant practice?Well better play it straight and see if she "make"them.

"Greetings I'm Dr Sandra Grant,may I help you?Don was momentarily stunned by this red haired,long legged vision of loveliness that stood before him and could make the pain go away."Yes you can"replied Don"My name is Don er Pepper and I have a problem."replied Don as he cringed at almost saying his real last name of Salt since the police had almost certainly distributed his name to these Dr's.Sandra was about 5ft 6in 125lbs with long shoulder length red hair that was full and wild like a lion's main.She wore a neat red knee length business suit with matching heels and clear hose.Her skin was albino white,she was a vision of a porcelain goddess.As she took a seat at her desk Don began telling her the truth about his early problems of molestation and raping a cousin.Sandra was calm through out the story,it was nothing she hadn't heard before."Would you like to take a seat on the couch?"suggested Sandra.As Don sat down and began to stretch out,he noticed Sandra glide into her chair next to him and slowly cross her legs ,ruffling the nylons she wore,giving that erotic scarping sound that drove Don wild.Don was losing his senses and began pouring out the details of his crimes as if he was confessing to a priest,as that was the way he had learned to treat a shrink.

God what have I gotten into a suddenly fully aware and scared Sandra thought,this man killed and he's here alone with me.Sandra quickly thought the best way to save herself was to give this freak money and send him away."Er Mr. Pepper,I don't know if I can fully resolve your problems from this office.I would suggest a trip to another city to see this Dr who is more familiar with cases such as yourself.Are you interested in a referral?"Don was losing it completely now as he jumped up and grabbed Sandra and threw her onto the couch.Sandra landed on her back with her legs up and her skirt in her lap.The view of the tops of her nylons and garter snaps blinded Don with a frenzied passion that shot his hands to her throat.As Don forced her down in the couch he forced himself between her legs and squeezed her throat slowly at first.Sandra began to cry and looked into Dons eyes with pain and fear and begged for her life."Oh God please please I,I have,have some money "she pleaded.The word "money was about the only thing that could cool the frenzy Don felt."Lets see it bitch.Don bellowed as he let her up.Shaking and crying Sandra rose and stumbled to her desk and grabbed a brief case under it and put it on the top and fumbled weakly to open it."Damn women give me that"Don screamed as he grabbed it from her and it flew open to revealed multiple packs of 100dollar bills,maybe30 or 40 in all.As Don was spell bound by the cash Sandra bolted for the door.

Don Turned and lunged at her,grabbing her right leg in a sprawling tackle that a NFL player would be proud of.Sandra face slammed into the floor knocking her out and blooding her nose.Don slowly pulled her to him from that right leg as he put one hand over the other from her ankle to her calf to her thighs and finally her hips.He then turned her around on her back while both were still on the floor and spread those legs again and lowered himself on her again.This time he played with that main of flowing red hair.Slowly he parted it into 2 handfuls and rapped it around her creamy neck and slowly began to tighten the 2 strands like a twist on a bag.Sandra's eyes shot open and she tried to scream but no sound came out.Don was squeezing with all his might now and gazed into Sandra's eyes as they started to bulge an her cheeks puffed.Sandra's lips swelled and her face shivered in a final through of death. As her tongue pooped out Don licked the blood under her nose and placed it on hers with a final kiss of death."Thanks for the cash bitch"Don told her body as he positioned his cock over her right eye.Gee my head don't hurt anymore since she showed me the money Don mused as he rammed...........

The cartel's best hit woman,Victoria Carr was given the job of finding the money........