The Helicopter flew several miles Northwest of Philadelphia to a remote estate out in the middle of the woods.. In the Middle of Nowhere!
I didn't exactly know where I was...but I knew that the DEA could track me through my wire...That made me feel a lot better...
When I got inside...I saw Charlie Green at last....He was a tall man, dark skinned.. about six three with a pot belly and a handle bar moustache...A well cut and kept Afro..He was wearing a Green silk shirt, Black slacks and Black shoes...He didn't look dangerous...but looks were definitely deceiving...This man was said to be as ruthless a killer as there ever was.
"So...You're Donnie Boy." he said.
"Donnie Clayton." I corrected him...
He smiled..
"Of course...You come to us highly recommended.....I know your old cellie...Bob "Big Butt" Thornton..." he said.
"You do huh?" I said.
"Yeah...we did time together, just like you and him did...He said he first saw you on the yard, he was going to try and knife you cause you looked like the guy who put him in jail..a private investigator named Kevin Morris..but when he got up close...He saw that you was somebody different...He said it used to creep him out that you two looked so alike." laughed Charlie Green.
"Yeah he told me..." I laughed..."So when do we get down to business huh? Where is the boss man?" I asked.
''What Boss man?" asked Charlie Green.
"Come on Charlie...I did my homework...You aint the man...Where is Pink?" I asked.
Charlie looked at Trigger who swung at my head...I ducked..
He swung again and I ducked again...
"Hey...Hey what's wrong..? I say somethin wrong?" I asked...
Trigger did used to box...He would prove to be very good with his hands...I landed some good lefts and rights to his body, but he was equally good with his hands...he landed some good lefts and rights to mine...I countered and landed some lefts and rights to his face, but he equaled me with some well placed lefts and rights to mine...
I cracked him hard in his jaw and saw blood trickle from his mouth...I cracked him again and saw the sweat fly off of his face...I hit him in his stomach and he bent down in obvious pain..I landed some more lefts and rights to his jaw which sent him into the wall..Charlie Green watched us fighting with mild amusement...
Trigger swung at me again and missed again..I didn't miss when I hit him so hard in his stomach that it knocked the wind out of him...He wheezed in pain and his gun fell to the floor out of his pants pocket...I clocked him with a left right combonation that sent him flying into the side of the wall and down to the floor...He went to reach for his gun, but I stepped on his hand and picked it up...
I cocked it.. Charlie Green backed up..
"Hey..hey..hey..hey..hey..hey..heyyyyyyyyyy man...Let's not get out of control here.."said Charlie Green...
"Yeah..Well I was told that I was supposed to be meetin you guys at the Marriot...Only to have Trigger over there pull a gun on me..Take all of my guns and then try to brain me..."I said.
"How you know my name?" he spat, finally getting up off of the ground...His mouth and nose bleeding and holding his ribs...
"It's my business to know who I'm dealin with at all times.."I said.
"Okay...Okay..Relax...Trigger was just a little edgy...That's all...You're definitely the man for the job...Mean as a rattle snake."said Charlie Green...
''What job is that?" I asked.
Charlie Green looked surprised...Then he laughed...
"What job is that? What Job is that? Like you don't know....Come on mannn..What do you do best? We called you in for two reasons...One..you from outta town and two, you're the best hitter money can buy?" he said.
Hitter? It was now apparent that they were not close to getting anywhere near his stash..This was something else altogether....
"The Boss wants someone gone...Two people really..."said Charlie Green
He pulled out a photo of someone I didn't know...A distinguished looking Black man.
''This is U.S. Attorney Brendan Burnside ...He put your boy Bob "Big Butt" Thornton away for life and Pink's cousin...Malik Clarke is on death row in Indiana now thanks to him..."said Charlie Green.
"This is a U.S. Attorney man...This is some Day of the Jackel , Bourne Identity crap man..."I said.
"What? You can't do it?" scoffed Trigger..I looked at him and growled-
"You still want to test what I can do?"I growled...
''Knock it off...Sure you can..I heard about the federal witness you killed while in custody...Jody Brinkley...They still don't know about that...You can do it....Here's the address....It's in Philly...He dies tonight!" said Charlie Green..
"Tonight? I need time to scope him out, prepare..."I said.
"TONIGHT!!! You got his address....Take him down."said Charlie Green..
"Okay...give me my guns." I said.
"NO! "said Trigger ,who handed me a glock with a silencer....
"You use this...I'm coming with you." he said.
"I work alone."I said.
"Not tonight...I'm coming with you...You take him out and then we'll give you the big job."said Trigger.
Charlie Green smiled...
"Trigger and Paulie are going with you....You screw up...You won't be coming back....Not ANYWHERE, you dig? I know ya do...There's a bathroom upstairs, get cleaned up...I have an excellent cook that works here...I got a good meal prepared for you...You like Sirloin Steaks? I got Steak, baked Potato, Some good wine...and a delicious fresh baked Apple Pie...Don't want you killin on an empty stomach." he said and laughed out loud..
I hoped Carol and her DEA guys heard all of this loud and clear...We had Charlie Green soliciting murder for Alan "Pink''Pinkston...
III-
"That's all you should need...Double tap his ass in the head." he said.
I was silent...
We drove to Philly....While I didn't know where they had me holed up...I knew from the amount of time it took me to drive to this place that it wasn't that far from the city...About an hour's drive away..
We pulled up in front of Burnside's house....Trigger passed me a key...
''Where did you get that from?" I asked.
"You'd be amazed the things and resources we have at our disposal...The alarm code is 7779311...As soon as you get in disable the alarm..." said the man only known as Paulie..A heavy set ,balding Black guy who looked like a thief I knew that worked out in West Philly back in the day.
I used the key and let myself in and disabled the alarm....While they waited outside...What was I going to do?
I wouldn't have to worry about that...U.S. Attorney Brendan Burnside decided that for me..
"Shhhhhhhh..I know who you are...Carol Redding told me you would be coming...We heard every blood thirsty word on your wire...Now look...Fire that gun near the window so they can see the flash...I have fake blood and all..I'm going to holler and fall down.."he said.
I fired my gun twice....He tossed fake blood on the wall and on the ceiling and hollered...
''HEY ,WHO ARE YOU WHAT ARE DOIN IN MY HOUSE? ARGHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH! I DON'T BELIEVE IT!!!! I'VE BEEN SHOT!!!!" he screamed and hit the floor.
He looked up at me and winked..
"Go on get out of here...These stupid bastards..I want to see the look on their faces when we bust em." he said.
I liked Brendan Burnside already..
I ran out to the car...
"Paulie...Go inside and check." said Trigger..
He did and ran out immediately...
"He did it...Place is a mess..Blood everywhere." he said.
''He's dead?" asked Trigger.
"Dead as a doorknob!" said Paulie.
Trigger seamed dissapointed..
"Halfway thought you was a phony...I was plannin to drop you..Looks like you're the real deal after all." he said.
"Still murder mouthin Trigger?....At best ,you'd get dropped...Keep shootin off at the mouth,hear?.....Now can we get going? I just shot a U.S. Attorney." I said.
"Get in." laughed Paulie and we pulled off. Trigger was quiet the rest of the ride....Perhaps he was wondering if his position in the organization was being threatened...After the pasting I had just given him earlier...He must have realized he was no longer the top enforcer and he definitely realized that he could no longer intimidate me in any way,shape or form....Which meant I'd better keep a close eye on him....He might try to kill me just to keep his position.
IV-
When we returned to the house out in the middle of nowhere ,the atmosphere was much different..There was scantily clad women of all races walking around upstairs drinking and watching the large flat screen television in the living room..
Charlie Green was coming out of one of the rooms in his bathrobe..With a woman dressed in only her panties and a bra holding his hand and smiling sheepishly...In a room to my left...the door was cracked..Two men were sitting on the bed and two women had their heads in between the men's legs giving them both blow jobs...the men were moaning and groaning..
"UMMMMMMMMMMMMph...:"
"OHHHHHHHHHHHHH.."
Three completely naked girls walked by me with no shame.. In yet another room, A man in just his boxer shorts had a woman up on the dresser....She had on nothing...She was slipping his shorts down and he was entering her...
"Ouuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuu..Ohhhh." she moaned..
"Ummmmmmmmmmmm..ouuuuuuu.." he moaned...
Trigger and Paulie looked at Charlie....Who observed the action in the room and closed the door.
"He did it.!!!..Burnside is dead.." they said.
"You checked?" he asked.
''I did...I saw him lying in a pool of blood."said Paulie..
"Good..Let me call Pink." he said...
He grabbed his phone..
"Yo Pink..." he said.
"What is it Charlie...I'm busy right now.."said Pink...
"Pinky....I'm super naked...Come back to bed baby."came a female voice..
"Boss...Burnside is gone..." said Charlie Green...
"Is this a clean phone?" he said.
"Of course it is." he replied..
"Good...Now I want the bitch gone tomorrow." he said.."Good Night Charlie.As you heard...I'm busy!" he said and hung up.
Charlie smiled and put his phone away....
"This calls for a celebration..Follow us." said Charlie Green.
They walked me into a sub-basement...This was the second time I was seeing a set up like this...
Below it though was a whole different thing...The door was guarded by two huge men...with guns!
We walked down a spiral staircase...
Here was a counting room ...filled with about 25 naked women, counting loads of cash and using the same machines the bank uses to bond the 50's, twenties, tens and fives together...I had never seen so much cash being counted....In a room on the side was more naked women , bagging what looked like heroin....No wonder no one knew where his warehouse was...The dope came here and was bagged up and left from here to parts unknown in the city...The drug dealers in the city didn't know...They were just told to pick their stash up at different places...The people upstairs at the party probably didn't have a clue either...
Charlie Green smiled...He showed me a photo...It was of me going into Brendan Burnside's house and coming out...He showed me another photo of the murdered Judge Burnside on the floor in a pool of blood.
"This is insurance...Your hands are dirty now...You murdered a Federal Judge...You'll get a needle if these photos are ever made public..This is insurance that you'll never speak about what you saw here tonight." he said.
"Why would I do that?" I said.
"This is just in case.."he said.
He went in a safe,opened it and passed me a bag.....It was filled with money...
"That's one million dollars in there...You can count it...That was for tonight...You got one more person to kill and then you can take the rest...and you can leave here....Tonight...You're stayin here." he said.
I couldn't believe this...I was stuck here..
"Who else do you want me to kill?" I asked.
" You'll find out...This person won't be as easy as the Judge...You won't be able to go to this person's house..It's going to have to be different." he said.
''A name!" I said.
''Patience..When everything is in place...You'll know.." he said,
"You need help carrying that cash?"laughed Trigger..
"Not from you" I said.
Charlie Green and Paulie laughed.. Trigger looked at me like he wanted to strangle me..
They walked me upstairs to my room...
So here I was..I had a bag full of about one million bucks and I couldn't spend it...I was literally under house arrest..I had no phone..They took my guns..and even though they believed I had killed a man..I still got the feeling that these guys didn't trust me..
I hoped that Carol and her agents had heard all of this and that they knew where this house was..This was the key to his entire operation..
(TO BE CONTINUED)
5 comments:
Classic Kevin...I'm lovin this!
I'm on the edge of my seat!
Can't wait to read the next installment...This is good!
Indeed this is classic Kevin...Lovin this story!
Kevin is playing a dangerous game and he has no net....He's in deeper than he's ever been before.
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