Mike had left L.A. They went to Chuckwalla Mountains by the car. After that when he arrived on the Mountain, he reached across and retrieved his38 revolver from the glove box and open the right rear passenger door and pulled the red picnic blanket off of the still breathing child molester .Mike kick him away but only succeeded in losing more blood. The man closed his eyes again. Mike lifted the can and rapped it a few times on the inside of the door jamb. The man jerked awake again and weakly thrashed about losing even more blood through multiple .38 caliber holes in his body. The young teacher throw the empty can on the child molester's chest and smiled at him when he pulled his trusty old zippo lighter out. The beating, the slow reload, the pleading, the screams, the roasted marshmallows or that drive through the smelly desert with Frank and Elvis.