Blow Fly

26

LUCY DESPERATELY NEEDS a ladies' room. Forget looking for a gas station or a rest stop. She pushes the Mercedes up to 160 kilometers per hour, despite Rudy's warning about speeding. Focusing on the dark road, she tries hard to concentrate and ignore her bladder. The drive seems to take twice as long as it should, but she makes excellent time and is ahead of schedule by thirty-five minutes. She redials Rudy's cell phone.

"On final," she says. "Just got to land this thing somewhere." "Shut up," Rudy orders someone in the room, as the TV plays loudly. "Don't make me tell you again."