fellow officer down, you know?’
Shona was on him
‘And what, you think you can abuse people’s civil rights because you are upset?’
He had nothing.
Me, I had the front seat.
He backed away, throwing the evil eye at me, I added kerosene and to gain brownie
points with the ladies, said
‘I forgive you Sergeant.’
Thus demoting the fook and putting the boot in.
Would he let that shite go?
Would he fook?
Least next time, I’d be expecting him.
I said to Shona
“Thank you.’
She smiled, maybe I wasn’t completely in the shitter and then a thought hit me, fook, I
asked
‘The flowers, the roses, you remember any address, I mean, where they were sent from?’
Shot in the dark, usually these outlet’s delivered, they got in some promo too.
She said
‘Sure.’
Jesus.
Waited.
‘Blooms, on Fifth Avenue, who could forget?, they’re like the most exclusive florists in
Manhattan.’
I hugged her, said
‘Alanna, gotta go, you did brilliant.
I was running out of there and by just moments, caught Serge Boxer as he was putting his
car in gear, he rolled down the window, asked
‘Merrick’s Ok?’
‘Yes, I mean, I think so, sorry I gave you a fright but you said………if there was
anything?’
‘I meant it.’
I had a pen, thank fook, jotted down Shona’s name, address, asked
‘She got roses from Blooms, on Fifth Avenue, maybe paid for by credit card, could you
take a look?
He smiled, said
‘Sure, only dope dealers pay by cash anymore so chance’s are?’’
I said
“ I owe you.’
‘Wait till we see if I get a hit,….. and your number?’
Gave it to him, he asked
‘No cell phone?’
‘Am……….no.’
‘No wonder you had to go private.’
‘THE HOTTEST PLACES IN HELL ARE RESERVED FOR THOSE WHO IN TIMES
OF GREAT MORAL CRISES MAINTAIN THEIR NEUTRALITY.
DANTE ALIGHIERI.
( AUTHOR OF , THE DIVINE COMEDY.)
The large man was seriously pissed. Jesus H. Christ, had he to cover every angle, every
damn hole himself?
Rang the psycho, and his fingers jabbing the cell with anger.
Heard
‘Hello?’
Jesus, the guy sounded normal, he launched
‘You’ve really fucked up, shut the fuck up, we’re going to give them the other guy.’
He heard the astonishment
‘What other guy?’
‘The investigation by those two freaking amateurs turned up two probable, LISTEN,
don’t interrupt unless you want to spend the next forty years on Rikers, whatever piece
you used on Merrick, I need it, they’ll pull the slug out of his miserable hide and I want it
to match the gun they find on our guy. So you keep real low, don’t do anything without
consulting me and maybe, I can make this go away, they’ll have their prep and we can go
back to business as usual, yeah, and oh, I’ll need paying, cover up isn’t cheap so bring a
serious wedge with the gun.’
He cut the connection.
If………..big if………….he could manage this, and the dust settled, he’d go one final
payment with the shithead, promise him, twin boys or such, then put the bastard in The
East River, let him be with his boys
Permanently.
…………………….CLOUD DANCER.
I was back at work. Much as I wished to be pursuing the investigation, I had to have cash.
I felt deep in my soul, something had broken and we were right on the verge of cracking
it. But I couldn’t yet find the answer. It was there, niggling at the edges of my mind.
And, something had been said at the hospital, fook it what? Something that was of major
significance but I couldn’t access it…………….yet.
Crow, my foreman, brother of Shona gave me a knowing smile, said
‘Big job today my friend, we have to put…………
He pointed
The gaping vacancy at the top of the ninety story building,
‘A full two floors on today. It’s delicate and risky but I have my nephew, Cloud, with
you, he is an artist.’
I nearly laughed, asked
“I’m to call him Cloud?’
‘No, call him Brad.’
A heavy wind was
Shona was on him
‘And what, you think you can abuse people’s civil rights because you are upset?’
He had nothing.
Me, I had the front seat.
He backed away, throwing the evil eye at me, I added kerosene and to gain brownie
points with the ladies, said
‘I forgive you Sergeant.’
Thus demoting the fook and putting the boot in.
Would he let that shite go?
Would he fook?
Least next time, I’d be expecting him.
I said to Shona
“Thank you.’
She smiled, maybe I wasn’t completely in the shitter and then a thought hit me, fook, I
asked
‘The flowers, the roses, you remember any address, I mean, where they were sent from?’
Shot in the dark, usually these outlet’s delivered, they got in some promo too.
She said
‘Sure.’
Jesus.
Waited.
‘Blooms, on Fifth Avenue, who could forget?, they’re like the most exclusive florists in
Manhattan.’
I hugged her, said
‘Alanna, gotta go, you did brilliant.
I was running out of there and by just moments, caught Serge Boxer as he was putting his
car in gear, he rolled down the window, asked
‘Merrick’s Ok?’
‘Yes, I mean, I think so, sorry I gave you a fright but you said………if there was
anything?’
‘I meant it.’
I had a pen, thank fook, jotted down Shona’s name, address, asked
‘She got roses from Blooms, on Fifth Avenue, maybe paid for by credit card, could you
take a look?
He smiled, said
‘Sure, only dope dealers pay by cash anymore so chance’s are?’’
I said
“ I owe you.’
‘Wait till we see if I get a hit,….. and your number?’
Gave it to him, he asked
‘No cell phone?’
‘Am……….no.’
‘No wonder you had to go private.’
‘THE HOTTEST PLACES IN HELL ARE RESERVED FOR THOSE WHO IN TIMES
OF GREAT MORAL CRISES MAINTAIN THEIR NEUTRALITY.
DANTE ALIGHIERI.
( AUTHOR OF , THE DIVINE COMEDY.)
The large man was seriously pissed. Jesus H. Christ, had he to cover every angle, every
damn hole himself?
Rang the psycho, and his fingers jabbing the cell with anger.
Heard
‘Hello?’
Jesus, the guy sounded normal, he launched
‘You’ve really fucked up, shut the fuck up, we’re going to give them the other guy.’
He heard the astonishment
‘What other guy?’
‘The investigation by those two freaking amateurs turned up two probable, LISTEN,
don’t interrupt unless you want to spend the next forty years on Rikers, whatever piece
you used on Merrick, I need it, they’ll pull the slug out of his miserable hide and I want it
to match the gun they find on our guy. So you keep real low, don’t do anything without
consulting me and maybe, I can make this go away, they’ll have their prep and we can go
back to business as usual, yeah, and oh, I’ll need paying, cover up isn’t cheap so bring a
serious wedge with the gun.’
He cut the connection.
If………..big if………….he could manage this, and the dust settled, he’d go one final
payment with the shithead, promise him, twin boys or such, then put the bastard in The
East River, let him be with his boys
Permanently.
…………………….CLOUD DANCER.
I was back at work. Much as I wished to be pursuing the investigation, I had to have cash.
I felt deep in my soul, something had broken and we were right on the verge of cracking
it. But I couldn’t yet find the answer. It was there, niggling at the edges of my mind.
And, something had been said at the hospital, fook it what? Something that was of major
significance but I couldn’t access it…………….yet.
Crow, my foreman, brother of Shona gave me a knowing smile, said
‘Big job today my friend, we have to put…………
He pointed
The gaping vacancy at the top of the ninety story building,
‘A full two floors on today. It’s delicate and risky but I have my nephew, Cloud, with
you, he is an artist.’
I nearly laughed, asked
“I’m to call him Cloud?’
‘No, call him Brad.’
A heavy wind was
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