Louisiana Roll

 Philadelphia's Chinatown-

Eddie Lee's joint was jumpin tonight... Two High Stakes Poker Games were going on tonight..

Russians and Chinese mostly were playing Poker...but there were a few Black and American White men also involved in the poker games.

and near the end of the night, the winner was an out of towner, from Louisiana...A Man every player thought was an easy mark...but a man who was as adept a gambler and card player as there was...

Willie "Sweet Dick" Jenkins from New Orleans, Louisiana... a shrewd man with an easy going manner about him and a smooth southern accent, who had just beat the pants off of a number of players..

"Well let's settle up gents.. That's 100k for me....I'm done.... It was nice playin with ya....I love Philly.." he laughed as he cashed his chips in....

"Can you make it in uh a few hundreds and a few fiddys?" he asked Eddie Lee.

"Got you a Louisiana Roll....heh heh heh...Hey listen, you won big in here tonight....Be careful on those streets man... Some of these guys don't take kindly to losin big like they did tonight." said Eddie Lee.

Sweet Dick Jenkins pulled his suit jacket open...showing a 22 caliber handgun..

"Oh I'll be fine...They call me Sweet Dick...Not Fool..." he said and smiled...

He closed his suit jacket....

"I noticed you weren't drinking tonight...That's good...Take care of yourself old man and congratulations on your winnings." said Eddie Lee, who ran the floating crap games on the upstairs of his very successful Asian cuisine restaurant..

The club began to clear out....It was 2:00 AM....but outside.....

another conversation was being had..

"Louie...I want my damn money....You're in the hole for 80 large baby.." said Loan Shark Vic Delong..

"Vic...Vic..Look, all I got is 2 Large...I gotta pay my rent and my electric and my car note.I had a bad night tonight....You know I'm good for it... Just give me a few days...please.." said the man...

"You think I should break his fingers boss..." said the young thug with him...

"Not tonight and not here, with respect to Eddie Lee....Listen you...You got 48 hours...You better make every hour count....See?" said Vic Delong..

"Yeah, sure Vic, Sure and thanks for giving me extra time.." said the young gambler...

"Come on Carlo, let's get outta here." said Vic.

"Sure Boss." said Carlo..

They got in their car.....

Someone holding a gun, a 22. caliber fired two well placed shots into Vic Delong's head , killing him instantly...and another two into the back of Carlo's head, killing him instantly also..

The person took the gun and tossed it into the back seat of a parked car that had the back window open...and walked away...

Sweet Dick's car!

Sweet Dick got in his car...unaware that a hot gun that had just been used in a double murder was on his back seat...

He drove to an all night diner...

And ordered himself some breakfast...

He looked over the restaurant and smiled...He saw familliar faces..

He didn't know all of them, but he knew Beverly West and Kayla Bennett out of the crowd of young people...

"Oh My God, Donnie Ray's two pretty nieces ,Beverly and Kayla..." said Sweet Dick.

"Sweet Dick!  What are you doing up here?" said Beverly laughing...

"Mr. Jenkins..." said Nelson...

"Hi Mr. Jenkins.." said Josie...

Paris just laughed...

"Hello." said Bresha.

"What's up ?" said Tony...

 

"Is his name really Sweet Dick?" laughed Jazzy...
 

"That's what Beverly called him." said Dabnis..

"That's Willie "Sweet Dick" Jenkins....of Louisiana." said Kayla.

"I'm sure there is a story behind that name."laughed Ray...

"I'm sure it's a good story too!" said Jessica.

"Oh For Suire.."said Chip..

"Sweet Dick Jenkins...Oh Beverly has got to tell me about this guy..." said Natalie.

"Yeah I'd like to hear it myself." said David."

"Me too!" said Brooke ,giggling..

"I can't wait for Beverly and Kayla to tell us this story."laughed Sean...

"She's not going to tell it tonight."laughed Renee.

"Naw Not tonight."laughed Tyrell..

"I take it you all have been out dancing tonight at uh Aqua Bar and Stoleys...and you're having an early breakfast huh?" said Sweet Dick  Jenkins.

"You guessed it..You know about Aqua Bar and Stoleys huh?"laughed Keith Jones.

"He's a pretty hip guy.."said Bee Bee.

"And from the looks of the meal he just polished off, pretty loaded too."laughed Sofia.

"Nothin like a full belly after a night out."said Kahlil.

"All of your meals are on me tonight.." said Sweet Dick, peeling off some bills and collecting everybody's checks...We were astounded..

"THANK YOUUUUUUU!  WHERE ARE YOU STAYING?" asked Beverly, hugging him..

"Ughhh I just got into town tonight...I don't really have a place to stay." said Sweet Dick Jenkins.

"I have an extra room...Fully furnished in our sub-basement...We came in the bus in the parking lot..follow us...Me and Nelson will bring you some sheets and pillow cases.."said Beverly.

"Cousin Donnie Ray and Olivia will be so surprised when they see you in the morning." said Kayla.

"I know they will."laughed Sweet Dick..

"If I may ask, how'd you get so flush?" asked Kayla's husband, Ray..

"I was in Chinatown tonight....I got real lucky at the Crap table...Got me a Lousiana Roll." he said , flashing his wad of cash....

He got in his car and followed the young people in their two buses...

To our Office /Duplex

Unaware there was a hot gun on his backseat....

II-

And at that moment in Chinatown.....

''Wow, both of them took two to the back of the head...."said a CSI Investigator..

"They never saw what hit them...." said one of the two Homicide Detectives on the scene.

"Death was quick and from the body temperature....I'd say this happened a few minutes ago..."said Dr. Hazel Baylor..

''Wow...did anybody see anything?" asked Dr. Marcy Martin.

"I don't know.....but I know these two... That's Vic Delong, a local loan shark, juice man and the driver there is Carlo Ruffin, a local thug for hire , got a long sheet on him, assault, burglary, etc. I guess his price was too high...Somebody decided they weren't gonna pay.  I guess a lot of people can breathe easy tonight...He had a lot of people on the hook to him." said Lt. Tragg.

"Lieutenant, one of the uniforms saw a car driving away right after it happened... They didn't see the shooting..but they heard four shots and they saw a  1957 Aqua Thunderbird pull off right away, right after the shooting....They even got the license plate number....." said Sgt. Price..

"Hmmmm a car like that shouldn't be hard to find....and you say they got a license plate number eh?  Hmmmmmm, Alright...get em out of here....Ladies, get me an autopsy report as soon as possible." said Lt. Tragg.

"HEYYYY.... He called us ladies, not girls."laughed Marcy.

"Will Wonders never cease.....Wrap em up boys...bag em and tag em." laughed Hazel..

The bodies of both murdered men were put in body bags...and carted off to the morgue..

Another murder in the city of Philadelphia......

Olivia and I were at home, relaxing in our bedroom...

"The kids all went out dancing tonight...Aqua Bar, Stoleys....." said Olivia, sitting on the bed.

"Nice to have all of that energy...It's a Tuesday Night...They all went dancing...probably had a late night breakfast at that all night diner and are going to come home and sleep and go to work tomorrow morning." I said.

"That was us, you and I ten years ago.."laughed Olivia.

"Well I might night dance at the club all night..but there are still some things I can do all night.." I said laughing raffishly...

"Ouuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuu...yes you can nasty mannnn."laughed Olivia.

As we began kissing passionately....

"OHHHHHHHHHHHHHH GODDDDD! YOU STILL HAVE THE SOFTEST LIPS." I said..

"UMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMM SO DO YOU!" said Olivia.

I slowly slipped her panties down...

I laid Olivia across the bed and spread her legs wide open....She was warm and very wet as usual and felt so good as I entered her.... 

"OUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUU DONNIE RAY!" she screamed...Her legs shaking, her head turning from side to side..

"OHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH MY GODDDD!" I screamed out...

"OUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUU!" Olivia moaned....She was having a quick but intense orgasm...

"OHHH THANK YOU...THANK YOU DONNIE RAY...OUUU!!" she screamed out..

"OHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH!!! AWWWWWWWWWW LAWWWWD! " I screamed out...I felt so good....

Our bed was really squeaking now.....

For the next EIGHT TO NINE HOURS, we were in total bliss.

While below us....

wayyyy below us in our sub-basement apartment......

"This is a great place you got here....I remember the last time I was here...I saw that you and your husband lived upstairs and Olivia and Donnie Ray lived above you....I didn't know you had an apartment in the basement....and a pretty nice one at that..;." said Willie "Sweet Dick " Jenkins.

"I brought down some clean sheets and pillow cases.."said Nelson.

"We have a bathroom and a shower here and a 50 inch Television with cable and streaming.., a closet and chest of drawers for your clothes." said Beverly.

"That's more than I'll need...." thank you baby!" said Willie Jenkins, who kissed Beverly on the cheek.

III-

Wednesday Morning....

We were all at Breakfast......

"Olivia, you're as beautiful as ever... and Donnie Ray, you're a smart man remaining married to this woman...."said sweet Dick Jenkins. 

"Ouuuu Flattery will get you everything."laughed Olivia.

 

"You're right about one thing...I am the lucky man..." I said.

"We were all atthe All Night Diner last night after bar hopping when we run into this charactor."laughed Beverly...

"He paid for all of our meals too." said Nelson.

"Let me guess...You stopped in Chinatown , got really lucky at the table and earned yourself a fat "Louisiana Roll" That's slang for a 100 large payoff." I said.

"Donnie Ray, you were a tough and smart cop when you were in New Orleans and I see none of that has worn off...Right again."laughed Sweet Dick, showing off his wad of cash...

''Well you should be careful, don't go around town flashing that kind of cash...This is a much bigger, much more dangerous city than Philadelphia." said Josie.

"Josie is right..."said Bresha.

"Oh I know....There is a branch of my bank here in the city...I plan to go there this morning and deposit my ill gotten gains...Could you go with me Donnie Ray?" asked Sweet Dick Jenkins.

"Sure , it's nice to see someone from Louisiana." I said.

"Even nicer to see a smart gambler who puts his winnings in the bank,"laughed Alfreda.

 

We all sat around the table sipping coffee and tea ,laughing and talking.

"Where is your wife Willie?" asked Olivia.

Willie "Sweet Dick" Jenkins's Mood changed. "She left me Liv!... We had a good thing goin for a minute until we didn't...She's here in Philly...That's why I'm here, to find her." he said somberly.. Suddenly it was no longer laughter.

 

"I'm Sorry to hear that Willie."I said.

"Awwwwwwwww "said Beverly.

"Sorry to hear that man." said Nelson.

" So Sorry to hear that." said Josie.

"Do you know exactly where she might be?" asked Bresha.

"I have an idea...."said Willie "Sweet Dick" Jenkins.

"Was it another woman?"asked Alfreda.

"Kinda....sorta.....but she meant nothing to me..Nothing....I tried to tell her that..." said Sweet Dick..

"How long has she been gone?" asked Olivia.

"It's been six months... but I know where she is...That's why I'm here...to find her and get her back." he said.

"I hope you two can your way back to each other."said Beverly.

"They don't call him "Sweet Dick" for nothing." Nelson whispered to me.. I smiled.

"Come on Sweet Dick...Let's get you to the bank." I said...

IV-

We parked in front of Citibank.

"Sooo you bank at Citibank huh?" I asked, impressed.

"Oh Yeah..I have a savings account, a checking account and several other accounts drawing interest...I'm not going to be a gambler my entire life." he laughed...

His car, a 1957 Thunderbird Roadster was an anomaly ...People walked by staring at it....

A Police Car drove in front of us 
 

and in back of us...

and a squad of tactical squad policemen...

An Unmarked police car drove up..

Lt. Tragg got out of the unmarked police car, gun drawn....

"Alright Jenkins, out of the car." he snarled.

"What the hell is this?" asked an astonished Sweet Dick Jenkins.

I got out with my hands up...

"Donnie Ray, what are you doing here?" asked Lt. Tragg...

The police frisked Sweet Dick and took a .22 caliber off of him..

A policemen looked on the backseat of his car and found another .22 caliber handgun..

"How did that get there?" asked as astonished Sweet Dick...."That aint my gun.." he said.

"William Jenkins, you're under arrest for the murders of Vic Delong and Carlo Ruffin in Chinatown last night." said Lt. Tragg..

"WHO? I don't know no Vic Delong, No Carlos Ruffin...What are you talkin about? And that gun in the back seat of my car...I don't know how it got there...Honest!" he said.   I could tell he was afraid.

"Sweet Dick, dummy up....I'll get you some legal help." I whispered..."Don't say no more." I said.

"Jenkins....you have the right to remain silent, anything you say can and will be held against you in a court of law...You have the right to an attorney, if you can't afford one..one will be provided for you...You understand all of that.," said Lt. Tragg.

"Yeah, Yeah, I understand...." said Sweet Dick.

"Take him away Boys....He a friend of yours Donnie Ray?" asked Lt. Tragg.

"Yes...He's from New Orleans like me.." I said.

"I'm certain your wife and her niece will be down to see us soon.." said Lt. Tragg as he and all of the police got in their cars and pulled off with Sweet Dick.

The Police took his Thunderbird Roadster in for evidence...leaving me standing there...With no transportation....

Olivia and Beverly picked me up....

"Lt. Tragg arrested Sweet Dick for a double murder?  Of who?" asked Olivia.

"Two hoods in Chinatown.....Two Loan sharks...He was in Chinatown last night gambling...but he swears he doesn't know about these two hoods, never seen em..What makes it bad...He had his .22 Caliber on him and they found another .22 caliber on the back seat...He swears he didn't know where that gun came from...He swears....I believe him...I've been a Homicide Detective a long time...I know when someone is lying... a suspect , I mean.He was genuinely surprised when they found that gun..."I said.

"We saw him in the diner the same night....He was his old jovial self...Unless he is a complete psychopath....He didn't have that edge to him that someone would have if they'd just shot and killed two people...but what do I know?" said Beverly...

"Enough to know that he didn't do this Shortcake...We've gotta help him." I said.

"Of course." said Olivia.

(TO BE CONTINUED)