Over Her Dead Body by Bradley Bigato Read Free Book Online Page A

little so it wasn’t blinding the man, but allowed enough to still see his face. “I’m S heriff Watley and you are clearly intoxicated. You’re truck is parked on the road and running. I found you here without your clothes clawing at the dirt. Can you tell me how you got here sir?”
    The man looked around a little trying to evaluate his surroundings. He didn’t recognize them. It was pitch black and hard to see. “I don’t know how I got here. Where am I?” he said again.
    “What’s your name sir?” The sheriff said shortly.
    “Michael. Michael Bander.” A gust of wind pushed past and Michael shivered in it. He couldn’t understand how he had gotten in the woods with his clothes off.
    “And what is your address Michael?” The sheriff asked.
    Michael looked around again and then back toward the light. He couldn’t even see the guy except to make out a silhouette. “I live on Cherry Blossom Road.” He said.
    “Where at on Cherry Blossom?” The sheriff continued gathering the information.
    “I live at 3274 Cherry Blossom Road. Now wh ere am I and how did I get here? It’s cold and I need some clothes.” Michael was becoming agitated.
    “You’re in the woods about fifty yards from your house. As I was saying, your truck is parked on the road with the door open. Let’s get back to my car and I’m sure we can sort this all out. Just start walking that direction and keep your hands above your head where I can see them. Understand?”
    “Ya, I got it. I didn’t do anything wrong though. I really don’t know how I got here.” Michael sounded a little whiny. He was hurt by the idea that somebody was treating him like a criminal. Like he would really harm anybody . Who was this guy?
    “I’m sure there is a logical explanation. We ' ll get to the bottom of it. Let’s just get moving shall we?” The sheriff pointed his light in the direction and Michael began to walk. You’re drunk and you blacked out. That’s the logical explanation we’ll get to once I’ve given you a breathalyzer . The sheriff thought. Michael kept walking wincing and making oww sounds as he stepped on twigs and hard rocks. He was moving slowly because of his bare feet. What a dumbass. How drunk do you have to be to end up out here naked and barefoot? The sheriff thought as he followed behind. He kept his flashlight just up ahead of the guy but made sure the light touched him enough to keep an eye out for any sudden movements.
    “I haven’t been drinking if that’s what you’re thinking.” Michael hollered back over his shoulder. “The last thing I remember is lying down to sleep next to my wife.”
    “I’m sure you’re right. I still have to check…you understand I’m sure.” The sheriff repeated. He sure hoped the guy was drunk because if he wasn’t then he was liable to find the wife murdered or something crazy. He just had a feeling. Guys just don’t go digging in the woods at midnight with no clothes on unless they are either drunk, high, or had a mental breakdown. He was still betting on drunk though.
    Michael stumbled through the woods. Every step was like needles in his feet. A couple of times he stubbed his toe on a rock and almost went sprawling into the darkness. How the hell did I get here? He wondered. If I was him I would arrest me . The thought didn’t lighten his mood. What would April think? Did she know he was missing? Is she ok? What if someone had broken in and hit him over the head and drug him out there? That wouldn’t explain the digging though . Michael tripped over a branch and just caught himself before falling.
    “Keep your hands up in the air please.”
    “I’m not going to hurt anyone,” Michael said, “and I’m not drunk!” He was sure he wasn’t on the good side of the s heriff and who could blame him. It just didn’t make any sense. God I hope April is ok…and I hope she knows what the hell is going on.
    Michael stepped out into the clearing with the sheriff right behind