One more drive-by wouldn’t hurt. The street was quiet and she should be back in another hour or so. The police shouldn’t have taken more than a couple hours to question her. But she’d have had to get her shop window fixed or patched. He’d forgotten to factor that in. Damn it. He was just wasting his time right now. He wouldn’t get another sighting of her today. His jaw clenched and he tried to bury his rage and lust whenever he thought of her. She was so fucking hot he couldn’t tamp down his lust though. For a while he’d even thought she might like him. She’d always been so friendly to him, smiling openly as if he meant something. Then because of her, he no longer had a job and no way to see her anymore. Not without being obvious. He wondered if she was just playing hard to get with him. Some women did that. Said one thing, but meant another. He rubbed a hand over his crotch, but stopped at the sight of Julieta’s two-door car coming down the road toward him. Maybe he’d get to see her after all.
