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He must have been living right or maybe he caught a “higher
up’ in a compromising position with one of the working girls? Who
knows for sure? Regardless of how he got from there to here, he’d
landed a plum spot with an elite group. Well, elite except for the
leadership, he was working under Lt. Celaya after all. I shouldn’t
pass judgment I guess, but I calls em like I sees em!
I blended in with the lunch crowd as best as
I could. Most of them were Wall Street types in thousand dollar
suits; and I couldn’t exactly stand around reading the Wall Street
Journal in my blue collar get up, now could I? So I covered my
bases with a copy of Sports Illustrated, the swim suit edition of
course. Hey, no working man should leave home without one, am I
right? At one point Ray-Ray looked up from his meal and made eye
contact with me, just as I was about to finally enter the
restaurant. He didn’t seem to recognize me and judging by his
expression he was looking right through me anyway. I let the
hostess seat me on the opposite end of the joint, far enough away
to go un-noticed but close enough to listen in on any conversation
that might occur. I knew that Jai would arrive any time as I had
contacted Lu on the way over. He had mentioned that Jai had a
pressing lunch date and armed with the G2 from my cop buddy I knew
where and when that meeting would take place. What I didn’t know
was why? All I had was a gut feeling that Jai was more than Lu’s
partner in love and life. Like I said earlier, when my gut talks I
listen! I took my seat and thanked the kimono clad teenager who was
grinning at my choice of reading material.
“Thanks sweetheart,” I said with a wink.
“Don’t mention it,” she replied, pointing at
the Sports Illustrated.
“Is that this year’s swimsuit edition,” she
asked?
“As a matter of fact it is, why? Are you in
here somewhere kid?”
“Oh no, of course not; I was just wondering
why guys get all worked up about that magazine is all. I mean it’s
a sports periodical, right? What do half naked women have to do
with sports? I guess I just don’t get it,” she replied in a huffy
tone. I chalked it up to a hard day on her feet. Or, she was
PMS’ing, either was a plausible guess I guess.
“Because we’re guys silly, duh ,” I
answered just as quick.
She giggled and walked away. What a
bubblehead I thought as I watched her warm young form make its way
back to the hostess station. I scolded myself for my wicked
thoughts and turned my attention back to Ray-Ray. He was on his
cell now and from the looks of things not particularly happy with
whoever was on the other end? His pink face was turning red and he
looked as if he was about to slam a fist through the table top when
Jai Lai walked in. Jai walked up to the table, snapped his flip
phone shut abruptly and sat down in a heap. No need to continue
wondering who Ray-Ray was talking to, mystery solved! The two men,
well, one man and one male, instantly fell into a heated but
controlled conversation. Ray-Ray was clearly upset and Jai seemed
to be doing his best to calm him.
For a second there I thought that the big cop
was going to pull his piece and shoot the little homo right there
in front of God and Country. And then, just as suddenly, Ray-Ray
leaned back and burst into an attention grabbing belly laugh. Jai
looked stunned and relieved at the same time. He must have been
thinking the same thing I was. What ever he said seemed to have
done the trick, and the two of them eased back into a more normal,
much calmer conversational posture. To quote George Thoroughgood, “Lord, they were lovey dovey.”
The waitress came and took my order and I
settled on the Kobe beef and Kurobuta pork combo with the usual
sides of veggies. Shabu Shabu isn’t my favorite Asian bill of fare
but it fills an empty hole and right now my stomach was pushing the
red zone on the old tummy scale! The food came quickly and I busied
myself dipping the veggies first and
up’ in a compromising position with one of the working girls? Who
knows for sure? Regardless of how he got from there to here, he’d
landed a plum spot with an elite group. Well, elite except for the
leadership, he was working under Lt. Celaya after all. I shouldn’t
pass judgment I guess, but I calls em like I sees em!
I blended in with the lunch crowd as best as
I could. Most of them were Wall Street types in thousand dollar
suits; and I couldn’t exactly stand around reading the Wall Street
Journal in my blue collar get up, now could I? So I covered my
bases with a copy of Sports Illustrated, the swim suit edition of
course. Hey, no working man should leave home without one, am I
right? At one point Ray-Ray looked up from his meal and made eye
contact with me, just as I was about to finally enter the
restaurant. He didn’t seem to recognize me and judging by his
expression he was looking right through me anyway. I let the
hostess seat me on the opposite end of the joint, far enough away
to go un-noticed but close enough to listen in on any conversation
that might occur. I knew that Jai would arrive any time as I had
contacted Lu on the way over. He had mentioned that Jai had a
pressing lunch date and armed with the G2 from my cop buddy I knew
where and when that meeting would take place. What I didn’t know
was why? All I had was a gut feeling that Jai was more than Lu’s
partner in love and life. Like I said earlier, when my gut talks I
listen! I took my seat and thanked the kimono clad teenager who was
grinning at my choice of reading material.
“Thanks sweetheart,” I said with a wink.
“Don’t mention it,” she replied, pointing at
the Sports Illustrated.
“Is that this year’s swimsuit edition,” she
asked?
“As a matter of fact it is, why? Are you in
here somewhere kid?”
“Oh no, of course not; I was just wondering
why guys get all worked up about that magazine is all. I mean it’s
a sports periodical, right? What do half naked women have to do
with sports? I guess I just don’t get it,” she replied in a huffy
tone. I chalked it up to a hard day on her feet. Or, she was
PMS’ing, either was a plausible guess I guess.
“Because we’re guys silly, duh ,” I
answered just as quick.
She giggled and walked away. What a
bubblehead I thought as I watched her warm young form make its way
back to the hostess station. I scolded myself for my wicked
thoughts and turned my attention back to Ray-Ray. He was on his
cell now and from the looks of things not particularly happy with
whoever was on the other end? His pink face was turning red and he
looked as if he was about to slam a fist through the table top when
Jai Lai walked in. Jai walked up to the table, snapped his flip
phone shut abruptly and sat down in a heap. No need to continue
wondering who Ray-Ray was talking to, mystery solved! The two men,
well, one man and one male, instantly fell into a heated but
controlled conversation. Ray-Ray was clearly upset and Jai seemed
to be doing his best to calm him.
For a second there I thought that the big cop
was going to pull his piece and shoot the little homo right there
in front of God and Country. And then, just as suddenly, Ray-Ray
leaned back and burst into an attention grabbing belly laugh. Jai
looked stunned and relieved at the same time. He must have been
thinking the same thing I was. What ever he said seemed to have
done the trick, and the two of them eased back into a more normal,
much calmer conversational posture. To quote George Thoroughgood, “Lord, they were lovey dovey.”
The waitress came and took my order and I
settled on the Kobe beef and Kurobuta pork combo with the usual
sides of veggies. Shabu Shabu isn’t my favorite Asian bill of fare
but it fills an empty hole and right now my stomach was pushing the
red zone on the old tummy scale! The food came quickly and I busied
myself dipping the veggies first and
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