Friday, October 17, 2008
While I'm Trying To Sleep
ART: "Midnight Snack" By Henry Lee BattleI want to hold you
want to kiss you
want to undress you
want to hear you moan too..
what I won't do..
is sit by the phone
wishing you were here
while my neighbors bed rams into
the wall of my room..
and I sit here surrounded by four walls
of gloom/
/Don't waste any more time on the phone
grab a taxi..I'll pay the fare..
just get here soon, I don't care..
I'm jealous of the hours my neighbor
and his girlfriend keep..
while I'm trying to sleep
while I'm trying to get some sleep../
/you see he's
holding her tight
doing her right
his kissing her
caressing her
all through this night..
and she's starting to moan..
you could be sounding like that too..
if you weren't still on the phone
that could be my bed ramming up against the wall
of his room../
/put down the cell phone
grab a taxi...
I'll pay the fare
just get here soon..
I don't care..
I'm jealous of the hours my next door neighbors keep
when I'm trying to sleep
when I'm trying to get some sleep./
Thursday, October 16, 2008
-30-
I woke up at the crack of dawn...Sepia lay next to me , nude and silently sleeping... Her clothes were on the floor, tossed in various directions as were mine. We had made wild ,passionate love several times the night before...I was exhausted, I was surprised that I was awake at all...I was awake, but for the first time in about a week, thorougly happy. For the past week I had been driving up and down highways from Philly to New Jersey trying to solve a series of murders and get next to a beautiful blogger I had met from East Orange. All of that done, I now wondered what the day had in store for me.
I got up, Shaved and took a long hot shower and threw on some cologne.. I got dressed and cleaned up around my house...I picked her clothing and underwear up off of the floor, folded it gently and placed it on the chair. She was still asleep.. I walked to the corner and ordered two steaming hot styrofoam cups of coffee from Dunkin Donuts and then walked across the street to the Fresh Grocer and bought some Krispy Creamy Donuts ...You can't beat that combonation.
Just as I was walking out ...My bluetooth buzzzed...It was Cock Robbins.
"Hey Kevin, how are you doing?" he asked.
"I'm doing good Cock, how are you doing?"
I replied.
"I'm doing good...say, look here, I got a
business proposition for you."
"Yeah? I'm listening.." I said. Thinking to myself..."Here it comes...."
"That little caper we just had might make a good
movie.." He said
"You think?" I replied, humoring him.
"Yeah, it's got everything, Sex, Murder, Intrigue,
blackmail and me, a handsome debonair Football
player caught in the middle of it...Girls, Cars, Danger..
Man, It could make millions...Now Denzel Washington
could play me and maybe Don Cheadle could play you
and-"
"Slow down playa ...you got this all figured out huh?"
I laughed....
" There's money to be made good brother...write this
thing and call me up..I could act as a Executive Producer and
consultant. Now don't sleep on this bruh..I know some folks..
I got up, Shaved and took a long hot shower and threw on some cologne.. I got dressed and cleaned up around my house...I picked her clothing and underwear up off of the floor, folded it gently and placed it on the chair. She was still asleep.. I walked to the corner and ordered two steaming hot styrofoam cups of coffee from Dunkin Donuts and then walked across the street to the Fresh Grocer and bought some Krispy Creamy Donuts ...You can't beat that combonation.
Just as I was walking out ...My bluetooth buzzzed...It was Cock Robbins.
"Hey Kevin, how are you doing?" he asked.
"I'm doing good Cock, how are you doing?"
I replied.
"I'm doing good...say, look here, I got a
business proposition for you."
"Yeah? I'm listening.." I said. Thinking to myself..."Here it comes...."
"That little caper we just had might make a good
movie.." He said
"You think?" I replied, humoring him.
"Yeah, it's got everything, Sex, Murder, Intrigue,
blackmail and me, a handsome debonair Football
player caught in the middle of it...Girls, Cars, Danger..
Man, It could make millions...Now Denzel Washington
could play me and maybe Don Cheadle could play you
and-"
"Slow down playa ...you got this all figured out huh?"
I laughed....
" There's money to be made good brother...write this
thing and call me up..I could act as a Executive Producer and
consultant. Now don't sleep on this bruh..I know some folks..
and with your writing skills and my brains..we could make some serious cash." He said.
What killed me was he was serious...I had to laugh to myself. He then sounded a little solem and he weakly asked me-
What killed me was he was serious...I had to laugh to myself. He then sounded a little solem and he weakly asked me-
"Hey bruh? How is Sepia doing?"
"She's doing just fine.." I said.
"Well if you see her..tell her that I'm sorry and that I'll make it up to her one day." He said.
"Will Do...You take care of yourself Cock...Stay out of trouble, ya hear?" I offered.
"Sure thing Kevin, you know me...Hey ,gotta go...one of my honeys is at my door now..Think on
that movie deal ,okay.." said Cock.
"I sure will bruh." I said, laughing to myself.
When I got home, Sepia was up and dressed. We sat at my kitchen table and ate the donuts and drank the coffee.. I turned on some music...Miles Davis, Sketches of Spain...My Uncle gave me the original record before he died...I had since bought the CD and downloaded it on my IPOD.
It was still timeless music.
"Miles Davis? You are so deep Kevin...I like that about you." Said Sepia.
"So are you..you have a great knowledge of music....I like that about you." I replied being surprised that a girl her age would have even of heard of Miles Davis.
"So what will you do now?" I asked, Wishing and hoping secretly that she'd stay.
" I don't know...I don't have anyone in East Orange
and I hate my job as you know from reading my blog.
I might just want to start over again...a new city,
a new job...you know?"
"Got any ideas of where this transformation might
take place ?" I laughed...
Sepia sat quiet for awhile, then she sighed-
"Hmmmmmmm, maybe a big city on the East Coast."
"Oh, New York, right?"I said, hanging my head..No way Philly could compete with the Big Apple.
"Nah, New York is great, but a little too busy for
my new tastes." She said.
"Oh ,your new tastes" I said.
"Yeah" she giggled...
"I was thinking of a smaller city,
a city of Brotherly love."
(I dedicate this story to my wife, Rosalyn, because she has always liked a good mystery.)
"So what will you do now?" I asked, Wishing and hoping secretly that she'd stay.
" I don't know...I don't have anyone in East Orange
and I hate my job as you know from reading my blog.
I might just want to start over again...a new city,
a new job...you know?"
"Got any ideas of where this transformation might
take place ?" I laughed...
Sepia sat quiet for awhile, then she sighed-
"Hmmmmmmm, maybe a big city on the East Coast."
"Oh, New York, right?"I said, hanging my head..No way Philly could compete with the Big Apple.
"Nah, New York is great, but a little too busy for
my new tastes." She said.
"Oh ,your new tastes" I said.
"Yeah" she giggled...
"I was thinking of a smaller city,
a city of Brotherly love."
(I dedicate this story to my wife, Rosalyn, because she has always liked a good mystery.)
Wednesday, October 15, 2008
Bloggers,Lovers & Killers
I sat in my home with the lights off in my favorite chair...I was in my boxers and had a robe on. I heard the lock being jimmied... He was good...I expected him to break the window. I heard him walk softly up the stairs...He pushed the door of the bedroom at the top of the stairs open...There appeared to be a sleeping body in the bed...He pulled a gun out of his pocket and adjusted his silencer to the pistol..He raised the pistol and fired two shots into the sleeping body in the bed. Cock Robbins was dead and his mission was over. Well, that's what he thought...The "sleeping body" was a bunch of pillows neatly arranged to look like a body. He soon realized that someone else was sitting in that room in the dark... Namely, me. I said to him-
"Hello Stranger, I've been waiting
for you?"
He was startled.. He jumped , he spun around only to see the muzzles of four revolvers pointed squarely at his head....
"What the hell is going on? What is this.?" He said.
I flicked the lights on and standing behind him was two Philadelphia Homicide Detectives and two Homicide Detectives from East Orange ,New Jersey.
"Put your hands up and drop that gun
buddy, you're under arrest for attempted
murder ,breaking and entering and suspicion
of murder in the deaths of Gail Young, Opal
Winters, Brett Jano and Leon Cantrell." said one of the Detectives.
"I want a lawyer " said the reed thin Black man, who was
wearing a doo rag and a black leather jacket, with tan
khaki pants and black canvas sneakers.
"Now that's the smartest thing you've done today"
I said as one of the detectives took his gun and the
silencer and put it in a plastic bag.
"Detective, I'm sure if you check the ballistics of that
weapon, it'll match all of the killings." I said.
"Thanks kid...your friend gave us all of the information
we needed..We found and arrested the sleazy Private
Eye, Dick Watkins, that recomended him in East Orange...but tell me
how did you figure all of this out? asked the Detective from
East Orange.
I could have told him that my Grandmother always taught me to "close your mouth and open your ears and you'll learn a lot of things " but I didn't.... I listened to what everybody said and I
put it together that he had hurt somebody really bad, somebody other than his wife and they had hired a sleazy middle man , a private eye to find out information on every other woman involed with Cock Robbins...This private eye, Dick Watkins (whose name came up everytime I asked someone about sleazy business dealings in East Orange.) must've been the one who hipped Brett Jano to the fact that his friend betrayed him by sleeping with his woman, Opal Winters... Brett Jano ,Dick Watkins and his friend Leon Cantrell then set up the video taping scam at club Coldhouse to send to Cock Robbins's wife, Veronica. That wasn't enough though.
The person who viewed that DVD first must have been enraged....and that's when the game changed...That's when this mysterious person got Dick Watkins to hire a hit man...Not only to kill Cock Robbins, but every woman on that DVD , (except one ) They also wanted everybody who knew about it to also be eliminated...Leon Cantrell and Brett Jano. My guess is that the sleazy Private Eye was going to be next on that list after Cock Robbins. When I made that call yesterday, I knew that the person on that phone was going to dispatch their killer to clean up things here in Philly. He walked right into my trap. The Detectives were quite pleased with my explanation .I had helped them clear up four murders.
Sepia and a very much alive Cock Robbins entered the room as the police were escorting the killer out of the door and into the squad car.
"Well that looks like that...Thank you so much
Kevin for catching the killer..but the thing is
bruh..I never seen that man before in my life...
Maybe I was screwin one of his broads or something.."
laughed a relieved Cock.
I couldn't believe how stupid this guy was.. Couldn't he see that he wasn't out of the woods yet?
"Cock....That guy was hired to do you and those others
in...aren't you curious about who sent him after you
or do you know who sent him? " I asked.
Sepia seemed confused by all of this, She looked at Cock, then at me and finnally I said to Cock
"Somethin you ought to tell her.."
But before I could get any more words out, I heard a click and felt a muzzle in the back of my head.
"He's not going to tell her shit....I'm going
to tell her myself" came the voice...
Sepia's eyes got as big as saucers and she squealed-
"Mommy......Mommmy? Oh my God."
Yes, It was Jean Cokely......I figured it out while we were at her house...She spat Cock Robbins
name out a little too emotional...Not like a mother protecting her daughter, but more like a spurned lover. Before we left East Orange, I dropped Sepia off at her place and did a little nosing
around...It wasn't hard to figure this plot out...Then I called Clerow. He set everything up.
"Baby...I didn't know...I met Cock Robbins
a year before you did.. He complimented me
,sent me flowers, took me to hotels, made love
to me everyday, sometimes twice a day...made me
feel like a young woman again.....I was head over heels
in love with him...then just like that, he vanished....
Wouldn't return my calls, wouldn't answer my e-mails
or my texts. I followed him one night after he left his
Football practice and I saw him with YOU!!! My own daughter.
The low down nasty dog was screwing both of us....then I saw
him with that whore, Opal Winters.....Oh she was a whore...
So I hired a Private Eye to get some more information..Come
to find out this sucker got a Wife and is seeing yet another girl...
I wasn't going to let him get away with that....I had to get rid of
him and everybody that might lead the police to me. So now...
Smart ass Kevin...You and that whoremonger Cock Robbins
got to go." She snarled.
"I don't think so" I said.
"What the hell you mean, you don't think so?" She snapped.
"Hey Clerow...you got all of that?" I said.
"Yeah man, every single word" laughed Clerow....
I was wearing a wire in my boxer shorts and everything she said had been recorded by my main
man Clerow. To make matters worse for her, there was now a gun on her...Deacon Larry Weatherford held a pistol to her head....
"Well Alright now...
get up on the downstroke...
I'm a Christian man mam and I don't wanna hurt no
woman...put the gun down...it's all over."said the Deacon.
Jean Cokely was defeated...she dropped her gun. The Detectives hadn't gone that far...They came right back up the stairs and put handcuffs on Jean Cokely...The murders had been solved.
You see, I had had Clerow call her and tell her about the set up I had planned...Making her think that her hitman was already in custody and that she had better come and handle things herself.
I had Clerow offer to lead her here if she promised him money...I knew she'd take the bait and that I'd bag the killer and the mastermind. It was a long shot, but one that had paid off in the end.
"Whew...Kevin, Clerow, Deacon,
How can I ever thank you guys
for saving my life?" said Cock Robbins
Sepia looked at Cock Robbins and she shook her head.
"My mother? My mother??
My Mother you low down nasty bastard??"
"Girl,it wasn't like that, see what had
happened was...."
The yelling and screaming began...I walked outside with Clerow and the Deacon... The Deacon got in Clerow's yellow Cooper...I peeled off some 20's and gave a stack to Clerow and to Deacon
Weatherford...
"Guys, I can't thank you enough" I said...
Clerow looked at me as he pulled off in his car and smiled-
"Kevin, you already have brother...
I got to stick by you...you know how to
put money in a brother's pockets..."
They pulled off into the sunlight of the fading day.....From the street I could hear Sepia yelling
and screaming at Cock...I sat in my car, turned on the Radio...Jazmine Sullivan's "Bust Your Windows " was playing...How appropriate!
(Conclusion tomorrow........)
"Hello Stranger, I've been waiting
for you?"
He was startled.. He jumped , he spun around only to see the muzzles of four revolvers pointed squarely at his head....
"What the hell is going on? What is this.?" He said.
I flicked the lights on and standing behind him was two Philadelphia Homicide Detectives and two Homicide Detectives from East Orange ,New Jersey.
"Put your hands up and drop that gun
buddy, you're under arrest for attempted
murder ,breaking and entering and suspicion
of murder in the deaths of Gail Young, Opal
Winters, Brett Jano and Leon Cantrell." said one of the Detectives.
"I want a lawyer " said the reed thin Black man, who was
wearing a doo rag and a black leather jacket, with tan
khaki pants and black canvas sneakers.
"Now that's the smartest thing you've done today"
I said as one of the detectives took his gun and the
silencer and put it in a plastic bag.
"Detective, I'm sure if you check the ballistics of that
weapon, it'll match all of the killings." I said.
"Thanks kid...your friend gave us all of the information
we needed..We found and arrested the sleazy Private
Eye, Dick Watkins, that recomended him in East Orange...but tell me
how did you figure all of this out? asked the Detective from
East Orange.
I could have told him that my Grandmother always taught me to "close your mouth and open your ears and you'll learn a lot of things " but I didn't.... I listened to what everybody said and I
put it together that he had hurt somebody really bad, somebody other than his wife and they had hired a sleazy middle man , a private eye to find out information on every other woman involed with Cock Robbins...This private eye, Dick Watkins (whose name came up everytime I asked someone about sleazy business dealings in East Orange.) must've been the one who hipped Brett Jano to the fact that his friend betrayed him by sleeping with his woman, Opal Winters... Brett Jano ,Dick Watkins and his friend Leon Cantrell then set up the video taping scam at club Coldhouse to send to Cock Robbins's wife, Veronica. That wasn't enough though.
The person who viewed that DVD first must have been enraged....and that's when the game changed...That's when this mysterious person got Dick Watkins to hire a hit man...Not only to kill Cock Robbins, but every woman on that DVD , (except one ) They also wanted everybody who knew about it to also be eliminated...Leon Cantrell and Brett Jano. My guess is that the sleazy Private Eye was going to be next on that list after Cock Robbins. When I made that call yesterday, I knew that the person on that phone was going to dispatch their killer to clean up things here in Philly. He walked right into my trap. The Detectives were quite pleased with my explanation .I had helped them clear up four murders.
Sepia and a very much alive Cock Robbins entered the room as the police were escorting the killer out of the door and into the squad car.
"Well that looks like that...Thank you so much
Kevin for catching the killer..but the thing is
bruh..I never seen that man before in my life...
Maybe I was screwin one of his broads or something.."
laughed a relieved Cock.
I couldn't believe how stupid this guy was.. Couldn't he see that he wasn't out of the woods yet?
"Cock....That guy was hired to do you and those others
in...aren't you curious about who sent him after you
or do you know who sent him? " I asked.
Sepia seemed confused by all of this, She looked at Cock, then at me and finnally I said to Cock
"Somethin you ought to tell her.."
But before I could get any more words out, I heard a click and felt a muzzle in the back of my head.
"He's not going to tell her shit....I'm going
to tell her myself" came the voice...
Sepia's eyes got as big as saucers and she squealed-
"Mommy......Mommmy? Oh my God."
Yes, It was Jean Cokely......I figured it out while we were at her house...She spat Cock Robbins
name out a little too emotional...Not like a mother protecting her daughter, but more like a spurned lover. Before we left East Orange, I dropped Sepia off at her place and did a little nosing
around...It wasn't hard to figure this plot out...Then I called Clerow. He set everything up.
"Baby...I didn't know...I met Cock Robbins
a year before you did.. He complimented me
,sent me flowers, took me to hotels, made love
to me everyday, sometimes twice a day...made me
feel like a young woman again.....I was head over heels
in love with him...then just like that, he vanished....
Wouldn't return my calls, wouldn't answer my e-mails
or my texts. I followed him one night after he left his
Football practice and I saw him with YOU!!! My own daughter.
The low down nasty dog was screwing both of us....then I saw
him with that whore, Opal Winters.....Oh she was a whore...
So I hired a Private Eye to get some more information..Come
to find out this sucker got a Wife and is seeing yet another girl...
I wasn't going to let him get away with that....I had to get rid of
him and everybody that might lead the police to me. So now...
Smart ass Kevin...You and that whoremonger Cock Robbins
got to go." She snarled.
"I don't think so" I said.
"What the hell you mean, you don't think so?" She snapped.
"Hey Clerow...you got all of that?" I said.
"Yeah man, every single word" laughed Clerow....
I was wearing a wire in my boxer shorts and everything she said had been recorded by my main
man Clerow. To make matters worse for her, there was now a gun on her...Deacon Larry Weatherford held a pistol to her head....
"Well Alright now...
get up on the downstroke...
I'm a Christian man mam and I don't wanna hurt no
woman...put the gun down...it's all over."said the Deacon.
Jean Cokely was defeated...she dropped her gun. The Detectives hadn't gone that far...They came right back up the stairs and put handcuffs on Jean Cokely...The murders had been solved.
You see, I had had Clerow call her and tell her about the set up I had planned...Making her think that her hitman was already in custody and that she had better come and handle things herself.
I had Clerow offer to lead her here if she promised him money...I knew she'd take the bait and that I'd bag the killer and the mastermind. It was a long shot, but one that had paid off in the end.
"Whew...Kevin, Clerow, Deacon,
How can I ever thank you guys
for saving my life?" said Cock Robbins
Sepia looked at Cock Robbins and she shook her head.
"My mother? My mother??
My Mother you low down nasty bastard??"
"Girl,it wasn't like that, see what had
happened was...."
The yelling and screaming began...I walked outside with Clerow and the Deacon... The Deacon got in Clerow's yellow Cooper...I peeled off some 20's and gave a stack to Clerow and to Deacon
Weatherford...
"Guys, I can't thank you enough" I said...
Clerow looked at me as he pulled off in his car and smiled-
"Kevin, you already have brother...
I got to stick by you...you know how to
put money in a brother's pockets..."
They pulled off into the sunlight of the fading day.....From the street I could hear Sepia yelling
and screaming at Cock...I sat in my car, turned on the Radio...Jazmine Sullivan's "Bust Your Windows " was playing...How appropriate!
(Conclusion tomorrow........)
Tuesday, October 14, 2008
ColdHouse
Sepia and I looked at the DVD in total shock...It was like watching a porn video..In fact it was better than any porn video I'd rented in months...There was very good film footage of Cockraine
Robbins getting it on with Sepia, with Gail and with Opal...Not at the same time, but at different times. If I didn't know better,I would swear that it was a porn movie...It was the same bed and the same room...and the same technique...Cock Robbins would walk a nearly inebriated young woman into this room...ease her unto the bed...while she was nearly comatose and have his way with her...I was seeing parts of Sepia's body that I was longing to see...I looked over at her and could see that she didn't feel comfortable about this at all. She seemed to sigh releif when the scene switched to Opal.... I was trying to be professional and cover the fact that I was really being aroused looking at Opal and Cock Robbins...They were much more ,lets say active than he and the nearly drunk Sepia had been....My goodness.... and Gail was much more graphic.. Veronica Robbins looked at it with detached amusement..she seemed to know that I was turned on while Sepia was very uncomfortable. If the guys at the magazine knew what I was into right now..they sure would be envious I thought to myself. Murder, Intrigue, gorgeous women...My boring little life had become a James Bond movie.
After the DVD finished playing...I turned to Veronica and I asked her if she knew any of the women or where they lived.
"Nope, didn't know any of them, except that slut Opal..
didn't care to know em either. The lady that sent them called
me to make sure that I got the DVD...She said that I shouldn't
worry ...that everything would be taken care of. I don't
know what she meant by that." she said.
Sepia was furious-
"That bastard...He took us all to the same place....
I know where this was filmed at...it's a speakeasy
in Brooklyn called "Coldhouse" That's where the
Football players and Strippers and Rappers were."
"I take it you didn't know you were being filmed?"
I asked...
"No...but I know who made that film....That jive ass
Leon...He was always talking about how he'd like to film
me naked...Cock threatened to knock his teeth out....
He must've done this to set Cock up...and he must've been
in cahoots with Brett Jano..They were friends." Said Sepia.
"And both Brett Jano and Leon are dead...so there had to be
a third party...someone who knew all of the players...
which leads us to one person...Cock Robbins!! He must
have known he was being blackmailed and was doing a little
damage control." I reasoned.
"He got threatened too.." said Sepia.
"Of course he did...He had it look like that to take the shade
off of him. I'm calling Clerow right now."I said.
"Kevin, it's not Cock....I'm telling you..I'd know if he was
in this.. I just would...Somebody is trying to get him and
they are killing everyone around him." said Sepia.
I didn't believe her, but I had another angle to play out...I think I now knew who the killer might
be...and I was going to set a trap...
"Come on Sepia ,we are going....
Mrs. Robbins, I'm sorry about all
of this...I want to thank you for your time." I offered.
"Oh, it aint no thing...beleive that baby
aint nothing but a thang." She said.
"Where we goin Kevin?" Asked Sepia...
"We going back to Philly...Uh excuse me,
can I use your cell phone Sepia.. my battery
is dying....?"
"Sure...Here?" she said.
I turned to Veronica Robbins and I asked her if I could use her bathroom before I left...She pointed to where it was. Once in the bathroom...I went through Sepia's phone...I found the
number I was looking for and I dialed it..... I put in a code before I dialed so that the number
would show up -"Unrestricted."
"Hello...." said the sensuous voice...
"Hey baby....how are you doing?"I said.
"Who is this?"
"Don't worry who it is...I got a hot tip
for you...I know where Cock Robbins
is staying in Philadelphia...."
"Who is this?"
I gave the person on the other line the address of the safehouse in Philly where Clerow had him stashed..then I hung up. I called Clerow in Philly and gave him my instructions...Then I flushed the toilet and walked out. I gave Sepia her phone back. I motioned her to the door. I thanked Mrs. Robbins again and the two of us got in my car and pulled off. Sepia looked at me and said-
"Why are you smiling?"
"I know who the killer is...
it was right there all the time
I just didn't see it..."
"Who is it?" She said...
"You'll find out when we get to Philly..."
I said as we hit the highway.
(To be continued.............)
Monday, October 13, 2008
Sex, Lies & a DVD
We drove all night down the highways of New Jersey...I stopped at a rest stop and got Sepia and I some food.. We had a burger a peice, some milk shakes and some greasy onion Rings...We found that neither of us was into french fries. Sepia told me to move over and that she would drive the rest of the way...I was surprised that she would even offer, but impressed. I must admit..she seemed like the high maintenance type of chick who wouldn't dream of driving. I got a blanket from out of the trunk of the car and she spread it over me. She got in the drivers seat and pulled off. She clicked on my ipod and this time , Miles Davis's Kind of Blue" began playing softly as we drove..
"Now this I like" she said.
"What do you know about Miles?" I asked,
a little bemused.
"I love Miles...My daddy used to play all
of his stuff when I was a little girl." she said.
"Oh really, he was into Jazz?" I asked.
"He was into music period...Had a vast
collection, Miles, Trane, Dizzy, Aretha,
James, Motown, Stax, Philly International.."
You name it..My daddy had it.."
"Where is your Dad now?" I asked.
"He's been dead for close to ten years now."
She said, then added-
"Prostate Cancer."
"Oh" I said..
I couldn't imagine that anyone as sexy as this girl could have ever been a child...it just seemed
like she was always.....well...like this... I kept looking at her until I dozed off. I don't know how long I was asleep, but when I woke up...The car was parked in front of a house on a street I didn't recognize and I was alone. I got up, looked around and then heard a tapping on the window. It was Sepia. She was dressed differently...Had on a nice sun dress and some flat shoes.
The heels were gone.
"So you finnally woke up
sleepy head." She laughed.
"W-Where are we? How long
have I been asleep?" I asked.
"Did you know that you snore?"
she giggled..
"Huh?? I do not" I retorted.
"Welcome to East Orange Kevin,
This is my apartment..I went in
showered and changed..Can I drive
some more...I need to holla at my
mama and I know these streets better
than you." said Sepia.
"I don't know em at all..this is my first
time here." I said as I tossed her the
keys.
Sepia drove us to her Mother's House. I was not ready for what I was to see. Sepia's mother was drop dead gorgeous...It would be an understatement to say that I could see where Sepia got her looks from. Most of the time I would look at a girl's mother and say that I could see that she must have been quite a looker when she was younger...In the case of Sepia's mother, I would say that she is quite a looker right now...She was incredible and very flirtatious. She made us a delicious breakfast of Scrambled Eggs, Sausage, Biscuits and Hash Browns. We had hot steaming cups of coffee and two tumblers of Orange Juice. She was a very gregarious woman...She talked on and on about everything and nothing, yet she kept it interesting. She asked me about Philadelphia and my line of work and my folks. She also looked at me kind of side eyed at times with a seductive type stare...I could look at Sepia and tell that there was a twinge of jealousy and a hint that there could have been a slight rivalry at times between the two. Sepia told her about the trouble that she might be in and about Cock Robbins. Cock Robbins !! The mention of his name changed Sepia's mother's outlook. Jean Cokely (Her government name-lolol) almost spat his name out of her mouth-
"Cock Robbins, that nasty dirty dog...
I hate what he did to my daughter...
Somebody needs to kill him..." she spat...
Whoa..That sounded a little too personal to me....but I let it go..We had another stop to make..The person we came here to see in the first place...Veronica Robbins, Cock's estranged wifey...
"I'm his ex wife" said Veronica Robbins to both
Sepia and me.
Here was another stunningly beautiful Black woman.....So far I liked what I was seeing in East Orange...Maybe I should leave the city of brotherly love and move here, I mused.
"Cock was served divorce papers last week
by my Attorney. We are no longer together...
In fact, I am planning to marry his so called friend,
Brett Jano...Won't he be surprised." she laughed.
"Brett Jano??? I guess you haven't heard?" I said.
"Heard what?" she said.
"Brett Jano is dead...he was shot to death in Philly
a few nights ago...we think it's the same person who
killed Gail Young and that other girl Opal that your ex-
husband was seeing..." I said...
"Oh my God..Noooooooo, Brett, not Brett....aggggggggh
ggggggggggh...." she sobbed...
"Mrs Robbins, Mrs. Robbins....I'm so sorry..but listen
I have to ask you....Brett was your husband's friend..
and it's mighty strange that you and he...well you know?
Was he the one who told you about Opal,Sepia and Gail?"
I asked...
"No...he didn't tell me...he only knew about Opal....he
didn't know about the other girls...He knew about Opal
because he was kind of seeing her...she was a football
whore, hung around the locker rooms and the hotels
trying to land a Football player...even a semi pro hack
like Cock...She was sleeping with Brett first and when
He found out that Cock, his friend was sleeping with
her too...he told me about it...and to get back at Cock,
he put the moves on me...only we fell for each other,
crazy as that may seem." she said.
"Yeah, it does seem crazy." I said.
"Besides...it was some woman that called me up
and told me about the other girls...even mailed
me the DVD..with him and those girls having
sex..here it is..I'll show you." she offered.
Sepia and I looked at each other......A woman??? My main suspect had just cleared herself.
(To be continued.....)
"Now this I like" she said.
"What do you know about Miles?" I asked,
a little bemused.
"I love Miles...My daddy used to play all
of his stuff when I was a little girl." she said.
"Oh really, he was into Jazz?" I asked.
"He was into music period...Had a vast
collection, Miles, Trane, Dizzy, Aretha,
James, Motown, Stax, Philly International.."
You name it..My daddy had it.."
"Where is your Dad now?" I asked.
"He's been dead for close to ten years now."
She said, then added-
"Prostate Cancer."
"Oh" I said..
I couldn't imagine that anyone as sexy as this girl could have ever been a child...it just seemed
like she was always.....well...like this... I kept looking at her until I dozed off. I don't know how long I was asleep, but when I woke up...The car was parked in front of a house on a street I didn't recognize and I was alone. I got up, looked around and then heard a tapping on the window. It was Sepia. She was dressed differently...Had on a nice sun dress and some flat shoes.
The heels were gone.
"So you finnally woke up
sleepy head." She laughed.
"W-Where are we? How long
have I been asleep?" I asked.
"Did you know that you snore?"
she giggled..
"Huh?? I do not" I retorted.
"Welcome to East Orange Kevin,
This is my apartment..I went in
showered and changed..Can I drive
some more...I need to holla at my
mama and I know these streets better
than you." said Sepia.
"I don't know em at all..this is my first
time here." I said as I tossed her the
keys.
Sepia drove us to her Mother's House. I was not ready for what I was to see. Sepia's mother was drop dead gorgeous...It would be an understatement to say that I could see where Sepia got her looks from. Most of the time I would look at a girl's mother and say that I could see that she must have been quite a looker when she was younger...In the case of Sepia's mother, I would say that she is quite a looker right now...She was incredible and very flirtatious. She made us a delicious breakfast of Scrambled Eggs, Sausage, Biscuits and Hash Browns. We had hot steaming cups of coffee and two tumblers of Orange Juice. She was a very gregarious woman...She talked on and on about everything and nothing, yet she kept it interesting. She asked me about Philadelphia and my line of work and my folks. She also looked at me kind of side eyed at times with a seductive type stare...I could look at Sepia and tell that there was a twinge of jealousy and a hint that there could have been a slight rivalry at times between the two. Sepia told her about the trouble that she might be in and about Cock Robbins. Cock Robbins !! The mention of his name changed Sepia's mother's outlook. Jean Cokely (Her government name-lolol) almost spat his name out of her mouth-
"Cock Robbins, that nasty dirty dog...
I hate what he did to my daughter...
Somebody needs to kill him..." she spat...
Whoa..That sounded a little too personal to me....but I let it go..We had another stop to make..The person we came here to see in the first place...Veronica Robbins, Cock's estranged wifey...
"I'm his ex wife" said Veronica Robbins to both
Sepia and me.
Here was another stunningly beautiful Black woman.....So far I liked what I was seeing in East Orange...Maybe I should leave the city of brotherly love and move here, I mused.
"Cock was served divorce papers last week
by my Attorney. We are no longer together...
In fact, I am planning to marry his so called friend,
Brett Jano...Won't he be surprised." she laughed.
"Brett Jano??? I guess you haven't heard?" I said.
"Heard what?" she said.
"Brett Jano is dead...he was shot to death in Philly
a few nights ago...we think it's the same person who
killed Gail Young and that other girl Opal that your ex-
husband was seeing..." I said...
"Oh my God..Noooooooo, Brett, not Brett....aggggggggh
ggggggggggh...." she sobbed...
"Mrs Robbins, Mrs. Robbins....I'm so sorry..but listen
I have to ask you....Brett was your husband's friend..
and it's mighty strange that you and he...well you know?
Was he the one who told you about Opal,Sepia and Gail?"
I asked...
"No...he didn't tell me...he only knew about Opal....he
didn't know about the other girls...He knew about Opal
because he was kind of seeing her...she was a football
whore, hung around the locker rooms and the hotels
trying to land a Football player...even a semi pro hack
like Cock...She was sleeping with Brett first and when
He found out that Cock, his friend was sleeping with
her too...he told me about it...and to get back at Cock,
he put the moves on me...only we fell for each other,
crazy as that may seem." she said.
"Yeah, it does seem crazy." I said.
"Besides...it was some woman that called me up
and told me about the other girls...even mailed
me the DVD..with him and those girls having
sex..here it is..I'll show you." she offered.
Sepia and I looked at each other......A woman??? My main suspect had just cleared herself.
(To be continued.....)
Sunday, October 12, 2008
A Safe Haven
I looked at Leon's cold lifeless body and a chill came to my body...This was real, four people were dead and the trail was leading to these two people who I didn't know. Sepia grabbed Cock's arm and began to shiver-
"Baby, I'm scared...I'm scared...
we gon die..." she whimpered like a child..
"Cock, get in your car...don't touch that car
and let's not hang around here..The cops are
going to be swarming around here soon and
I don't think you want to be here when they
get here..let's go..come on.." I said.
I didn't have to ask him twice... Cock got in his car and Sepia got in mine and we tore out of there. I had to go someplace that I knew would be safe...Someplace no one would look for us.
Who ever was killing these people was pretty effecient. They weren't leaving anything to chance.
They seemed to know where everybody involved was.. and they were on the move..I don't know if they knew about me or not. I decided to swing by my house.
I stopped by my house. There was no sign of a break in or anything out of the ordinary. Good, I was still an unknown player in the game. While in my house, I got my .45. I had a licensce to carry. I wasn't about to be caught up in this mess with no protection. I had an idea for a plan of action.
"Cock...your wife?
Veronica...did she have a lot of money?"
"Well yeah, but hey what are you gettin at?"
"You think she had enough to hire a private
Detective?" I asked.
"Kevin, what are you gettin at?" asked Sepia.
"Whoever is killing these people has a lot of information,
They knew your phone numbers, they knew about your
blog, they knew where all of the players in this drama lived
and they knew schedules...now that is something, only a
private detective can get them." I said.
"My wife wouldn't have done this man, she don't care about
me like that..." said Cock
"How can you be so sure?" I asked
"Because she got a man too..she was cheating on me
and I was cheating on her...She don't care to go after me
like that man.." He said.
"Cock was there any other woman you were seeing?" I asked.
Cock looked over at Sepia and said-
"Yeah...there was one other."
I could tell that he didn't want to talk about it in front of her and I didn't press him...I could find out later...right now I had to find a safe haven for us until I got more information. I called Hype
Magazine and told them that I was going to be gone for a few days...I told Cock to be cool that I
knew a place he could stay.
"I sure appreciate you doing me this solid Clerow." I said to my friend.
"It's kool Kevin..I own a couple of these properties...I rent em all
the time..Now that Cora Beth and I got the baby and all, I need all
the money I can get.."
"Clerow, it's just $100.00." I said.
"Thas alrright...one hundred dollars is one hundred dollars I didn't have."
said Clerow.
"Cock, you stay put and stay out of sight until we get back." I said.
"Where are you and Sepia going ?"He asked.
"The place where this mess started...East Orange." I said.
(To be continued......)
"Baby, I'm scared...I'm scared...
we gon die..." she whimpered like a child..
"Cock, get in your car...don't touch that car
and let's not hang around here..The cops are
going to be swarming around here soon and
I don't think you want to be here when they
get here..let's go..come on.." I said.
I didn't have to ask him twice... Cock got in his car and Sepia got in mine and we tore out of there. I had to go someplace that I knew would be safe...Someplace no one would look for us.
Who ever was killing these people was pretty effecient. They weren't leaving anything to chance.
They seemed to know where everybody involved was.. and they were on the move..I don't know if they knew about me or not. I decided to swing by my house.
I stopped by my house. There was no sign of a break in or anything out of the ordinary. Good, I was still an unknown player in the game. While in my house, I got my .45. I had a licensce to carry. I wasn't about to be caught up in this mess with no protection. I had an idea for a plan of action.
"Cock...your wife?
Veronica...did she have a lot of money?"
"Well yeah, but hey what are you gettin at?"
"You think she had enough to hire a private
Detective?" I asked.
"Kevin, what are you gettin at?" asked Sepia.
"Whoever is killing these people has a lot of information,
They knew your phone numbers, they knew about your
blog, they knew where all of the players in this drama lived
and they knew schedules...now that is something, only a
private detective can get them." I said.
"My wife wouldn't have done this man, she don't care about
me like that..." said Cock
"How can you be so sure?" I asked
"Because she got a man too..she was cheating on me
and I was cheating on her...She don't care to go after me
like that man.." He said.
"Cock was there any other woman you were seeing?" I asked.
Cock looked over at Sepia and said-
"Yeah...there was one other."
I could tell that he didn't want to talk about it in front of her and I didn't press him...I could find out later...right now I had to find a safe haven for us until I got more information. I called Hype
Magazine and told them that I was going to be gone for a few days...I told Cock to be cool that I
knew a place he could stay.
"I sure appreciate you doing me this solid Clerow." I said to my friend.
"It's kool Kevin..I own a couple of these properties...I rent em all
the time..Now that Cora Beth and I got the baby and all, I need all
the money I can get.."
"Clerow, it's just $100.00." I said.
"Thas alrright...one hundred dollars is one hundred dollars I didn't have."
said Clerow.
"Cock, you stay put and stay out of sight until we get back." I said.
"Where are you and Sepia going ?"He asked.
"The place where this mess started...East Orange." I said.
(To be continued......)
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