The King Of Liars

 

I don't know how long I was asleep, but when I woke up...I was in a tee shirt and boxers and in a very comfortable bed...The room was very neat...Nice wooden floors that had been recently buffed..The floor literally shined.. A night stand and a lamp on both sides of the bed...One window... The sun was rising.. I went to the window...It was locked shut....I tried the door...Naturally...It was locked!!!...

My pants and shirt had been folded neatly and were lying on the chair...My socks were neatly folded and atop my shoes... My house keys, My hotel room access card and my wallet was intact with my credit and debit cards...All my money was gone though !!! My .38 smokeless was even there...No bullets in it of course... My.22 was also there...It too was empty, my ankle holster lay next to it.... My smartphone was there too...The battery had been removed... Bastards! I thought.

I didn't know where I was or how long I had been here...I didn't know what was real and what wasn't real..

I think I had killed my friend, Robert Foxworth or maybe I hadn't....I think I had spoken to my wife Sepia on the phone or maybe I hadn't...

I wasn't even sure if my old adversary Cyrus Tickle was behind this...I was lost , until I heard voices outside my room...

"Did Mr.Foxworth get in yesterday?" asked the unmistakable voice of Cyrus Tickle...

''Yeah boss...boyyy did he?" laughed Mr. Tool...

"I imagine ,from the look on your face he was very amusing..." said Cyrus Tickle.

''Ohhh boy was he....He was funnier than Morris in there. The Desk Clerk told me he was running up and down the street in his boxer shorts yelling that his wife was down here with another man...hahahahahahahaha" laughed Tool...

" Oh My God...I'm sorry I missed that....Where is he now?" asked Tickle.

"He was in the john throwin his guts up...then just like Morris, he passed out on the floor..We are going to get him and Brenda now.....Tell me Doc, How did you do it? How did you make these two lose their freakin minds?" asked Tool..

''Simple...I used a hallucinagenic drug...administered in their coffee...and the power of hypnotic suggestion while they are under...I made Kevin Morris think that his own wife and his  good friend had turned against him....It also brings out hateful aggression in a person too...That woman who impersonated his wife's voice on the phone was priceless... he never suspected. And that actor who dressed as Mr. Foxworth and made his face up just like him was incredible!!  He even fooled me!" explained Tickle....

"They sure was good...Where did you find them?" asked  Tool.

"When you've been a con man in Philly as long as I have,  you meet an assortment of talented people...Even the Desk clerk in our phony hotel and those phony bystanders, were all plants , extras that I hired...Heh,heh,heh....Mr. Morris and Mr. Foxworth were so high, that they couldn't recognize that these people were phony...Found a woman who matched Foxworth's wife's size and build, who could imitate her almost to the tee..looked so much like her that in his hazy state of mind..he believed it!!..When you're on death row...you have a lot of time to plan and think up your revenge!" laughed Cyrus Tickle...I knew just who to hire and just how to pull this off...All I needed was money, the money we got robbing those   banks....ahahahahahahahahahahahaha..." Laughed Tickle.

So that's how he did it!!

"Good thing we filled his gun with blanks." said Tool.

"Yes...Unlike Foxworth, this man is dangerous...." said Cyrus Tickle.

"Man, Speaking of Robert Foxworth...Brenda had Foxworth eatin out of her hands...He brought her baggage to her room was just grinning from ear to ear as she served him coffee..." laughed Tool, who I now recognized as Evan Tool...A bank robber ,who'd killed two police officers during a hold up three years ago...He too was awaiting a needle on death row..The third man, who was my driver ,I did not recognize, probably just a local thug.

"Brenda can have any man eating out of her hands...The body on that gal is sayin a thing or two. I can't blame Mr. Foxworth for that." laughed Cyrus Tickle.

''You gonna wake Morris up?" asked Evan Tool..

"Nah, let him sleep... His friend, Mr. Foxworth will be here soon enough....Then we can give them their breakfast." said Tickle.

I had to figure a way to escape from here and contact the police or the FBI....I thought!

II-

I sat on the bed...I didn't know how much time had passed or where I was or how long I had been here or anything....The only thing that kept me going was the beat down I was going to personally put on all of them when and if I got free...

After awhile, I heard the lock on the door turning...I spun around and saw the door open up and saw Robert Foxworth, groggy, but alive tossed into the room......

Cyrus Tickle, Evan Toole and the woman they called Brenda...walked into the room... Cyrus Tickle had a .45 aimed at us..So did Evan Toole .  Brenda had . 22 aimed at me...

She was a very attractive ,shapely woman...I wondered how she got hooked up with Cyrus Tickle... How did Kitty Holland come to believe that this guy was an Attorney and a Surgeon??

Speaking of Kitty Holland she brought two breakfast trays into the room.. There was pancakes, hash browns, Sausage and Orange Juice and a hot tumbler of coffee on one tray...Bacon, Scrambled Eggs ,Hash Browns ,Orange Juice and Coffee on the second tray...the food smelled delicious but I didn't plan to eat any of it!! Not after what had just happened to me.

"Here is some breakfast guys...I made it myself." said Kitty Holland.

"Yes...that's one of two things she does well, cook and eat." said Cyrus Tickle.

I was beginning to realize how evil this man truly was...He was more than just a soul less con-man, he was actually cruel....

Kitty looked embarrassed and wounded....Brenda and Evan Tool laughed...

Robert sat up...He was really groggy!

"Eat up guys...I assure you there is no drugs in the food...I'm done with that...We'll return  later with instructions." said  Cyrus Tickle.. I wanted to punch his face in...but too many people had guns on me and I had nothing to defend myself with!

They left....I looked at Robert...

"Man am I glad to see you....and alive!!" I said.

" Kev ,man what happened to me?" he asked.

"Was an overly friendly woman sitting next to you on the plane in first class?" I asked him.

"Yeah..she was a fox ." he said.

"Did she just happen to be staying at the same hotel you were staying at in a room next door to yours?" I asked.

"Yeahh." he said.

''And she offered you coffee too right?? , Then the world stopped making sense for awhile?" I asked.

Robert smiled for the first time...

"Man, I thought I heard Bonita in the bed with another man in the next room, I even went next door and the door was opened...Cat pulled a gun on me!!!...I was running down the street in my drawers yelling and screaming.....My phone which I just charged stopped working and Bonita and this man came to my room and told me to tell you to give Cyrus Tickle a check for two million...I thought I was going crazy." he said.

"They slipped a drug of some kind in your coffee Robert....and he used people to dress and act and even imitate their voices ..None of this was real, it was all fake just like Tickle...Man, I had the worst headache." I said.

"Me too man...He really pulled one on us huh?" said Robert...

"I thought I shot Cyrus Tickle....Then I shot you and I had a weird conversation with Sepia on the phone." I said.

"You probably didn't...She had been trying to call you for days...So had I...Couldn't get you, Couldn't find you....There is no such place as the Santana Hotel...,  and guess what?? There is no organization called the National Black Entrepeneurs Society either.. This whole thing was a scam...When I couldn't get in contact with you,I figured something was up, so I came down here to pull your coat to the scam." said Robert Foxworth.

"Well man, we are in a situation now....and this is for real." I said.

''What are we gonna do Kev? How are we going to get out of here man??...Cyrus Tickle is going to kill us." said Robert Foxworth.

"No he's not!!!...Not yet!!...He wants that money...More than anything...He'll keep us alive until he has that check in his hand or the money is wired to an account down here...I'm going to use that leverage against him."I said.

III-

From outside the door ,I heard Cyrus Tickle call to Kitty Holland..

''Kitty, where is the Haagen-Dazs?? I had some in the refrigerator?" he said.

"Oh I ate that last night." she said.

"You ate all of it?" he asked...I had two pints." he continued.

"I ate them both." she said.

"WHAT? DAMN ,I WANTED SOME ICE CREAM... THIS IS WHY YOU'RE SO DAMN FAT...ALWAYS EATING!" he screamed...

''Cyrus!! Don't talk to me like that...10 years ago you were following me around everywhere I went with your tongue hanging out your mouth..You couldn't take your hands off of me..." she snapped...

"10 years ago you weren't 350 pounds...You had a body like Brenda.." he snapped.

"Brenda???..Why do you always throw Brenda in my face??? I'm your woman, not Brenda..." said Kitty..

"Oh Really?? That was 350 pounds ago." he said.

"Yes, really...and when are you going to begin the operation?? The one you planned that will drop my weight and get me my sexy body back?" she asked.

"Soon, but I can't work miracles...You gotta help me out...stop eating so damn much...Here, take this gun..Go in there and get those dishes....Don't hesitate to shoot either one of them if they make a move..." he said.

I looked at Robert...He looked at me...

"She's our way out of here!" I said.

Kitty came in to collect the trays... We had finally relented and ate the food..There was no side effects.

Kitty had a big .45 aimed at both of us... Robert sat in the corner...I sat on the bed...

"Kitty, that was an excellent meal...You cooked that yourself?"I asked.

"Yes.." she said.

"Great meal Kitty." said Robert..

"Why thank you!" she said.

"Kitty...Why do you let him talk to you like that?" I asked.

''Yeah...Always putting you down..Always making fun of your weight." asked Robert Foxworth... "Only a dog wants a bone...I like my women with a little meat on their bones...some junk in their trunk...like you." said Robert seductively...

Kitty blushed...It had probably been a long time since a man had flirted with her or looked at her with a purely sexual ,lustful glance at all..

"Oh Mr. Foxworth...You are such a flirt... You are so naughty! Tee hee hee.  Cyrus doesn't mean it...He's just kidding...He loves me, he has promised to perform lipo suction on me soon and help me lose the weight...I was once petite like Brenda.." she said. 

I couldn't imagine that! 

"Brenda is who he really loves...I heard him talking about her to Evan Tool." I said.

"He tell you he was a surgeon?" asked Robert Foxworth...''He's not a surgeon anymore than I am...Never has been..He's not even a lawyer...He was once, but he was disbarred about twenty years ago,,,What he is is a con man, a  souless liar...The King of All Liars." he continued...

"Noooo, Nooooo, he is a lawyer and a surgeon...He wouldn't lie to me...not to me...He loves me." she protested, nearly in tears...

"Kitty, he's a lair...He's been disbarred. If you don't believe me, get away for awhile tomorrow, look it up...go to a library, go to a cyber cafe, look him up on google...check the bureau of public records.. You'll see..He's not a surgeon...and he's not a practicing or licensed attorney...Why would we lie Kitty?? We've got no stake in this." I said.

"Nooo you're trying to trick me....I love him, I believe in Cyrus...He's going to help me lose the weight and then we are going to be married...He wouldn't lie to me...He wouldn't play me like that." she said in tears and ran out of the room,locking the door..

I looked at Robert, he nodded...

"Yeah man, she's our way out." he said with a sly smile....

Let the games begin! I thought.

(TO BE CONTINUED....)