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Maudes Deceptions- Conclusion

Part Five
           
Alex momentarily panicked, what to do? Would the local cops believe his story?  He hurried downstairs, tore up his registration card, and wiped down everything he’d touched. He then ran back to his room, hurried into his clothes, and dialed the cab service number on a business card he found by the phone, making sure to give them a location two blocks from Maude’s place. After he’d locked the front door, Alex walked in the pouring rain to the pickup spot.
            A few minutes later, the cab arrived. “Where to buddy?”
            Alex plunked his wet bottom on the back seat. “Thanks,. I need to catch a bus to New York City. My father had a heart attack. I want to say goodbye before he dies.”
 
            “Sorry about that son. I’ll get you the bus station, but the next one isn’t until early in the morning. You’ll have to camp out in the waiting room for several hours until it arrives.”                                  

The noise of an arriving bus woke Alex from uncomfortable slumber on a hard wooden bench. Jumping on, he seized the first seat and closed his eyes, but visions of Maude’s lifeless body on the carpet forced them open.
When the driver pulled into the Port Authority Bus Terminal, he stepped onto the main concourse with a throbbing headache. He located a public phone, dialed information for the phone of the upstate precinct, and called in an anonymous report to the desk sergeant about disturbance at Maude’s Inn. The chances of being traced were slim to none. Besides, he hadn’t murdered anyone; Maude and her son-in-law killed each other.
           
By the time he arrived at his apartment building, Alex was soaked to the skin. If he hadn’t suffered through two bouts of pneumonia as a kid, he’d have slept on the floor fully clothed. He’d better shower and change clothes, or he could kiss his new career goodbye. Alex swallowed half a bottle of expired cold medicine and set the alarm to wake him in time  to prepare for his interview with the University’s career counselor.  He had big plans after this last semester of work for his MBA. He would start his own business. Then he’d tell his brother to kiss off and his pest of a boss to pound salt. He’d never look back again because he’d have respect and money; yet the circumstances of Maude’s death weighed on his mind.
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