Always A But....

As it turns out...Calvin Butts did exist and he had quite a history too...Born and Raised in Philadelphia, just barely graduated High school...Played Football at one time in the small college he managed to get himself into...Left after his Junior year, played Semi Pro Football, was cut..


Tried out as a walk on for several pro teams, cut again....Played on the practice teams of several Pro and semi Pro football teams...cut...Worked as a  Freelance Physical Therapist in the local area...


He had a criminal record too, or somewhat...Arrested six times but never convicted of Possession Of a controlled substance with intent to distribute....Marijuana and Heroin..

I suspected he supplemented his income by dealing..


He had three known addresses...I checked them out...He was no longer living at any of them... He got his mail at a Post Office Box...Smart....

I'd find him....I'd found people with a lot less to go on before.....

Sepia looked at me....

"Your little case appears to have some life to it doesn't it?" she asked...

She was making up the bed in our bedroom and preparing the laundry.....Something she hadn't had time to do the last few days with us both being occupied by outside things..

''A little." I said..

''I told Walter I'd keep you out of trouble." she said, smiling at me seductively.....

"And you have...I'm not in any trouble...Just looking for a guy...A guy I can't seem to find.." I said.

"A drug dealer." said Sepia..

"He's Small Potatoes....He's mostly a failed jock who deals on the side..."I said...

"I thought you might want to go to Bridget's with me to pick out some new Bikini's and uh possibly some lingerie. We still have a few more warm weekends...We can visit the beach.." she said alluringly...

"Hmmmm this case isn't THAT important.."I said staring at her....and staring at her panty drawer..

She watched me and smiled...

"Stop looking at my booty..." she said...

Suddenly we heard our daughter crying...She had awakened from her nap...

Sepia smiled at me...

"Looking at my booty like that is the reason she's here..." laughed Sepia...

"She was fun to make..."I laughed..

"Oh hush up smarty....but yes she was...Ouuuuuuu" laughed Sepia.

I pulled her to me and kissed her passionately for a few minutes...

"Keep this up andddddddddddddddddd we are going to be in troubleeeeeeeeeeee.."she said...

"You're Irresistible you know." I said...

"I know....I'm supposed to be...That's why you had to marry me and haven't been able to keep your hands off of me.." she said ,laughing...


"Yeah, that's about right." I said, smiling...

We kissed a little longer.

Within minutes we were in the bed making sweet  love...Kimmy had fallen back to sleep after her bottle.

"Ohhhhhhhhhhhhhhh you are sooooooooooooooo nasty....ouuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuu!" she moaned..

"You like it.."I moaned...

"Ouuuuuuuuuuuuuuu...ohhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh...ouuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuu...ummmmmmmmmmmmmm.."she moaned. "Yes I do...whoooooo.Yes I doooooooo...oh mah godd...ouuuuu "she cooed..

 The bed was rocking so hard, it felt as if the legs were going to crack from under it...The headboard was shaking something terrible...

An hour went by....then an hour and a half....then another hour and finally, we both climaxed in a crescendo of passion...

"Ouuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuu!" screamed Sepia...

"Ohhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh my god!" I moaned...

We were both hot and sweaty....

"Nasty. You just can't keep your hands off of me" she said and stuck her tongue out...Then she gave me a wet ,sloppy kiss....

We both laughed....

Kimmie was crying again.....

"She's up for the afternoon." I sighed..

"Well, that's okay...You're not going to be here...I'll enjoy the company."said Sepia..


II-

If anybody knew who was who on the streets ,with Kool Kat on Vacation...It was the man known as "Pink"....And I found him in of all places in Josie's having a brew and chopping it up with Gus..Some Hours later!

He saw me and ordered a drink for me...

"Hook My Man Kevin up Gus.." he said.

"You buying for someone that aint wearin a skirt? Oh My god...it's gonna storm tonight.."said Gus..

"It stormed last night Gus..."said Pink...

Both men laughed as I came up to the bar...

"What's goin on Gus? Pink?" I said as I sat at the bar...

"You got the hot hand youngin." said Gus....

"So I got word you needed to talk to me Kevin.."said Pink.

I showed him the photo I had of Calvin Butts...He smiled.

"That's Cal..Calvin Butts.." said Pink...''What do you want with small potatoes like him? He's a punk!" asked Pink.

"You have no doubt heard that Brad Garrison , the wide receiver for the Eagles was found dead in his bathtub the day before yesterday?" I said.

''Yeah, I heard...Damn shame..What's he got to do with that?" asked Pink..

"He was his trainer and one of the last people to see him alive...I suspect he was his dealer too...Garrison was shooting H. under his navel and in his leg..."I said.

"Ouch! Yeah that is possible...Cal does a little lightweight dealing...He tried to make it in the NFL..but he always got cut ,right before the season started...The Birds cut him, the Giants, The Cowboys, The Skins and the Raiders...Hell he couldn't even make the final cut on the local Semi-Pro teams ..He just never was that good...He played some High School ball, but even then, he rode the pine..."said Pink..

"Well he fashions himself as a Physical Trainer now...And that is what he was supposedly doing for Brad Garrison..."I said.

"I thought Brad Garrison was in Rehab....I heard they hooked him up with a Sober Living Assistant...."said Pink..

"All true...I'm working for the uh Sober Living Assistant...the former Dr. Lymon Lemon..." I said.

Upon the mention of his name...Pink laughed...

"The Good doc Eh? Sober Livin Assistant?? Is that what he's calling himself now....Wowwwww!"laughed Pink.

"He's a friend of my wife.." I said.

"Oh that's it huh?" he said ,laughing...

"Garrison may have shot up earlier with Calvin Butts, then come home and drank a Protein Shake mixed with Oxi-Cotin...and that is what caused his death...They haven't ruled it a homicide yet...but I need to talk to this Calvin Butts...He bought the ingredients and mixed the shake up for Garrison that Lymon served him.." I said.

"So you need to talk to Butts to clear Lymon, because if it appears that Garrison Overdosed while under Lymon's care...Then Lymon's credibility as a Sober Living Assistant goes down the toilet..."said Pink..

"Pink you're the smartest man alive.."I said.

"I know that..."laughed Pink..

"You know where I can find him? " I asked.

"I got three addresses for him..."said Pink who told me three addresses I had already been to.

"Been there Pink...He's gone."I said.

''Well I know his boss...The guy who supplies him..A cat named "Cash..Cash Edwards...Two bit punk who runs with a goon named Lojack....Lojack Stevens....You find them...Scope them out, eventually you'll find Cal....He'll need to re-up eventually..." said Pink...

I patted him on the back...

"Thanks Pink..I knew you'd know the low down..."I said.

"Just don't let that get around.." he laughed...

III-

I still had the key to Garrison's Rental House....Lymon Lemon had left, but I had a hunch that maybe there was something in that house..A clue, some paperwork, anything that might give me a clue to the whereabouts of Mister Butts...

The house wasn't a crime scene...and I was sure that nothing had been disturbed...I needed to get in Brad's room and see if he had any paperwork pretaining to Mr. Butts or anyone else..

I walked around in the house...Like the one down the street where Sepia and I had spent a wonderful night ,two nights before...It was spacious...a beautiful property....I walked upstairs...I looked around..It didn't take me long to realize that I was not alone in this house...

I heard someone in the house and I'm certain they heard me...I was on my guard....I was not about to be hit with a sap again....

Just as I walked out of the bedroom...I was clocked with a left that made me see stars...Then I was hit in the stomach that sent me rolling down the steps...A big hulk of a man came running down after me..
I blocked one of his punches ,but not the other one which sent me flying across the room...I landed on the coffee table which cracked under my weight...

"I don't know who you are ,nosin around in here..but after I get done with you...You won't be nosin around no more.." he roared...

This man was no doubt Lojack Stevens,who Pink had warned me about...Lojack was a huge , heavily muscled and bald headed black man who  was about to stomp me....I grabbed his foot and twisted it and sent him falling to the floor...I managed to get to my feet ,but I was in extreme pain....He charged at me..I crouched and I landed about 12 good lefts and rights to his face.....I caught him with an uppercut that damn near ripped his head off and then clocked him in his jaw and sent him flying.... He quickly got to his feet and charged me again...throwing haymakers...I dodged them all and ripped his midsection with well placed lefts and rights and then cold cocked him in his jaw, sending him spinning around...I attempted a swift kick to his solar plexus , but he caught my foot , twisted my leg and sent me flying to the floor...

He lifted me up by my neck and put his massive hands around my neck..I kicked him as hard as I could in his privates and he let me go...

"Ouuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuu..."he moaned like a hurt bear...

I again punished his midsection with 10-12 lefts and rights and then planted more lefts and rights to his face...He fell to the floor.....I thought I had time to catch my breath....but he was up again and charging at me...I picked up an old wooden chair that was sitting in the corner and smashed him over his head... and down he went with a crash.. he didn't get back up! In fact...his head was bleeding profusely! he was breathing heavily..I grabbed his collar and pulled my .38 smokeless out and stuck it in his ribs...

"You're Lojack, I presume..." I said...

He said nothing...He attempted to swing and I slugged him again, knocking him out...I used some plastic ties and tied his arms and hands.....

I had to work on administering that kick....I hadn't been to the gym in weeks to work on my kickboxing...

I walked upstairs and went through Brad's personal things...I found a prescription for Oxi Cotin...It was made out to Lymon Lemon... I found a small bag of what looked like Heroin....I had a plastic bag....I put the plastic bag in another plastic bag...The police might be interested in this...and I found an  iphone with two recent calls on it ..To a Glenda Brown... I walked back downstairs...To my surprise....Lojack had broken out of his ties...

I didn't want to take a chance of him surprising me again....

He didn't...He lunged at me again....Roaring .....

I backed up and landed several more lefts and rights to his face... He swung and missed and threw some more haymakers and missed and I caught him with another uppercut that nearly took his head off and landed about 12 lefts and rights to his already bloody and bruised face..he fell backwards and landed on the kitchen table, causing all four legs to break and to go crashing on the floor...

He groaned and slowly tried to get himself up off the floor...I couldn't believe he still wanted to fight after I had just beaten the stew out of him...He was a glutton for punishment...

A .45 clicked and was placed on the back of his neck.....

It was my wife, Sepia...she went in his pocket and took out a small .22 and tossed it to me.Then she looked at Lojack sternly....

"Now you know you wrong right? Coming here trashing this house...I may want to rent or sell this house in the future...What is wrong with you?" she said to Lojack...

I smiled.

''Babe, what are you doin here?" I asked.

"I came by here to get my portfolio, which I left the other day and I saw your car.....Then I heard all of the ruckus..."she said..

"I came by here to see if there were any papers relating to Garrison or Lymon....that could give me a clue to where I could find Calvin Butts and laughing boy here gave me a less than warm reception..."I said.

Sepia looked at him....

"Did you try to hurt my baby?" she said in a very sexy voice..."I can't have that!" she said...Lojack said nothing...

"He's not much of a talker." I said...

Both eyes nearly swollen shut...busted lip...nose bleeding profusely...Shirt torn....

"I gathered...Looks like he got the worst of it..." she said...

Lojack used our brief banter to run and dive through the window...

"No Manners...He didn't even say goodbye." mused Sepia..

Sepia and I looked out the window...He ran for all he was worth and jumped in a car and pulled off....

I shrugged my shoulders...

''Let him go...He's not important.. He's just muscle...Either Butts or his boss, Cash Edwards sent him to clean up..." I said..

"It's okay...When I pulled up...I saw his car parked all cock eyed and I saw yours..It looked suspicious,so I photographed the license plate with my smart phone..."said Sepia.

I smiled at her...

"Damn,I love you girl...You and I been together since I started this P.I. thing..." I said.

"I'm with you until the wheels fall off the cart." said Sepia, giggling like a school girl..

I kissed Sepia softly for a few minutes...Once again ,she had arrived at just the right time... I really didn't feel like going anymore rounds with that big goon...

''And Walter thinks only he can have my back..Sheeeeeeeeeeeeeeeet!" I said as we both busted out laughing.

(TO BE CONTINUED)