Considering what I could do, I wondered if five hundred thousand, a head would be enough to become a mass murderer whether I was known as one or not. ...tating that I would pass on their offer, since I had no real desire to be a mass murderer, Ms. Pearl asked what it would take for me to work with them.Shrugging my shoulders I stated that along with everything else they offered, my pay would be a million dollars a name on their list, with half a billion in an account that I controlled. Before I. I'll break off the hunt and be back the day after tomorrow for her funeral if we haven't captured them by then. They can't get away. The Indians will see to that."There were ten of us in the posse and we had five hours of daylight left to get on with the hunt. Pete, my deputy, was with me, and James was riding beside me. Never one to say much, he held true by being quiet. It was a comfort to have him at my side and I knew he was hurting as much as I was over the death of his mother.It was. Mom always drove and picked me up from practice.My teammates told me my mom was an MILF. I already knew she was, my coaches were always talking to her and checking her out when she picked me up. Mom loved their attention as well.I didn’t think as a freshman I would even make the team. I was shocked when my coach told me not only had I made the team but I would be his starting running back and kick returner.Not many freshmen had ever started for the varsity football team. My mother and father. No clue. Sorry."I let out a weary sigh. "Oh, that's very disappointing," I said to Courtney. "I guess we won't make it in time. Again. I guess we've got no choice but to take the car back to the garage. That, and I suppose I've got to go over some city maps with you again. Maybe one of these nights, you'll pay attention and we won't get lost..." Again with the maps?" Courtney asked. I couldn't tell from her tone whether she was disappointed or excited, or maybe a bit of both. It didn't really.