nightfall.
the crossroads of route 1a, running south to north from baton rouge to bismarck, and route 33b, running east to west from fayettevlle to fresno.
where you headed?
east.
i am going east. get in.
thanks, mister.
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want to make some money?
that depends,
depends? on what? why are you out here on the highway bumming rides if you got so much money. it depends?
ha ha. i don’t have any money.
then why does it depend?
there’s just some things i wouldn’t want to do.
like what?
i don’t know - like killing somebody.
nobody is asking you to kill anybody.
all right. then what do you want?
i got some money buried in a spot outside paducah. but i hurt my back, so i need somebody to help me dig it up/. you think you are strong enough to do that?
i could give it a try.
good.
how much money are you talking about, that you got buried?
what do you care? i am just paying you to dig it up.
just curious.
about a million dollars.
that sounds like a nice round sum. how much are you going to give me?
five dollars. maybe ten if you do a good job. and if you do a really good job, i might buy you a cup of coffee when we get to paducah.
it all sounds good.
and don’t get any ideas when we get there. i may have a bad back and not be as young as i used to be, but i can still handle a punk like you if he starts something.
no need to get personal. i am a man of peace, and i hate violence.
i figured. that is why i picked you up.
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here we are.
so where is this money?
right over by that crooked tree. hold on, i will get you a shovel out of the trunk.
to be continued
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