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The State said, that as the only living relative they could find, Dawn was responsible. So after paying for for the the modest funeral, all her mother's outstanding medical bills, all the other creditors, Dawn was left with $50, a house that no one wanted to buy, and a broken down car.
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Dawn had hoped desperately to go back to the city she called home, but she had lost her apartment and her job to come"home" and wrap up her mother's affairs. She could, she supposed, stay with friends till she got back on her feet. Yet Dawn had seen too many other people ruin friendships that cruel rape way.
So Dawn figured that seeing as how the house was paid for, she could live in it for a time, till she could save up a decent nest egg, and move away. Unfortuantely, the only place that was hiring was"Jimbo's" the town's most notorious"convenience store".
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The first night Dawn was there, she thought she was having her leg pulled when two of the Sherrifs stopped in for some of Jimbo's foul coffee. "I can't believe Jimbo has hired another woman to work the graveyard shift", the skiiny one said to his fat balding partner, as he flipped thru some of the porno mags in the"Adult's Only" section of the store. "Me neither, seeing how we still aint found the last three that disappeared from here.", the fat one laughed. "Hey, don't be disappearing on us, ya hear sweet cakes," the skinny one siad as they strolled out the door, throwing the mag he had been leafing thru on the counter. "Yeah, iffen ya looking for a good time, just call us furst!!", Fatso sniggered. Dawn thought the Sherrifs just had a sick sense of humor till she she mentioned the conversation to the beer delivery man.
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"What Jimbo didn't mention it? Asshole!! Yeah, a buncha women just up and vanished right out of the store. Three, in the last year. Car left in the lot, store wide open, no money missin neither.', he drawled. "I tell Jimbo, put in a security camera, give them girls a gun or sumthin. He just laugh and say replacin' the help is cheaper than buyin' a camera, and the insurance he'd need to buy if there was a gun in the store."
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The beer delivery guy took a long look at Dawn's fearfilled face. "Iffen ya wants, I can git ya a gun real cheap. Jimbo don't ever have ta know ya got it. It's gonna be a gun with no serial number or nuthin so if ya duz hata use it, ya can claim the bastard that hassled ya brought it in."