Chastity and George left the Rachello Café and walked up the mountain side to George’s lone country cabin that was surrounded by a forest.
It was half past seven p.m. on a freezing cold Montana Mountain night and they were returning home from spending an evening on the town.
An evening that consisted of playing in the knee deep snow, dancing to country music at the Havens Country Hall and then enjoying an elegantly romantic dinner at the Rachello Café.
Now Chastity and George were exhausted and was ready for a night of love making and relaxation.
Several minutes later, George and Chastity arrived at the cabin and entered it.
Chastity closed the door. George started a fire in the fireplace while Chastity got comfortable on the floor in front of the fireplace. Once there was a nice fire burning and in the fireplace, George got two glasses of white wine and joined Chastity on the floor in front of the fireplace.
George handed Chastity her glass of wine. Chastity sipped her wine as George sat down on the floor next to Chastity.
As they sipped their wine and in an old school sort of way, George slipped his arm around Chastity.
Chastity looked at him and smiled.
“Did you have a nice time tonight, baby?” George asked.
“Lovely time, darling.” Chastity answered. “I sure needed it.”
“Glad to hear it.”
They finished their wine, George took Chastity’s glass and set them on the coffee table.
Chastity reached up, took George’s face in her hand and kissed him.
In a sudden burst of lust, George and Chastity made passionate love right there in front of the fireplace.
Soon thereafter, Chastity fell asleep. George got up from the floor, picked her up and carried her into the bedroom.
In the bedroom, George threw Chastity onto the bed and left the bedroom.
Back out in the living room, George grabbed a can of beer from out of the bar fridge, opened it and downed it.
By the time morning arrived, George was stoned drunk and ready for a fight.
George stumbled into the bedroom to the bed.
“Chastity Hall, get the freaking hell out of my cabin!” George yelled.
“What?” Chastity sleepily asked, waking up.
“I said, ‘get the hell out of my cabin!'”
“Why?” Chastity asked, totally confused.
George grabbed her arm and yanked her onto her feet bruising her left arm. Then grabbed her coat and her shoes and shoved them in her face.
Chastity put on her shoes and put her coat on only to get roughly escorted into the living room and straight to the front door.
“Why are you doing this to me?” Chastity cried.
George opened the front door and shoved her out into the deep snow.
Chastity sat up and looked up at George in total shock.
George slammed the door shut and soon reopened the door with a hunting rifle in his hands.
Chastity got up from the snow and stared at George.
George cocked the rifle and shot close to her. Chastity screamed as he took another shot close to her; and then another shot, which just barely missed Chastity.
Chastity took off running into the forest and disappeared.
George went back inside the cabin and shut the door.
Chastity ran deeper into the forest.
While she was frightened and ticked off at the same time, Chastity cried as she ran, ran and ran further into the forest.
Williamsburg, New Hampshire Three Days Later
Dylan arrived home from work and turned on the evening news. He got him a glass of sweet tea and sat down on the sofa.
After the local news was over, the Anchorman Bill Langdon announced, “Out of Hollywood comes the troubling news that actress Chastity Hall has been declared missing. According to her roommate Lisette Barrenger, Chastity was last seen leaving LA with Montana native George Price.”
As Bill continued talking, Dylan put down his glass and retrieved his cellphone, looked up the phone number for the apartment Chastity shared with Lisette and Tanya.
“Yes?” Lisette asked, answering the phone.
“Hi, Lisette, this is Dylan.” Dylan answered.
“I take it you heard the news.” Lisette guessed.
“So it is true. Chastity’s actually missing?”
“Afraid so, Dylan.” Lisette confirmed.
“She was last seen with Price?”
“Correct.”
“Do you have any idea where they might have went?”
“Chastity did mention something about George having a cabin in the Montana Mountains and they were going there for a weekend getaway.”
“Thanks, Lisette.”
“You’re welcome, Dylan.”
Dylan hung up his cellphone and got onto the internet. He looked up George’s name. Though he found quite a few George Prices, he knew he just had to search for the one in Montana. It didn’t take long for him to find that particular George Price.
MONTANA MOUNTAIN MAN KILLS THREE WOMEN ON HUNTING SPREE
Montana native George Price has been arrested and charged in the killing of three women who according to the Rachello Montana Police Price hunted down and murdered.
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