Mike opened the front door of the house he was staying at and came face to face with the guy from the bar. “Good evening to you,” Mike said. Tomas had an entourage. “Wanna come in?” “Were you just going out?” “No.” “Then why did you open the door?” “A… Continue reading
The club was pulsing on a Wednesday night when the phone vibrated in Tomas’s pocket. He ducked out a side door to an alley behind. The bouncer glanced at him, nodded once as Tomas took the call. “Tomas.” Lazarus. He had just talked to him earlier in the evening, and… Continue reading
“Tomas?” “Yes, sir.” “How is the quarry?” “He’s hardly come out of the hotel.” “Are you certain?” “We have the people inside.” “He might be able to become invisible, or become like another person.” “He’s only come out to see some of the tourist traps and bookstores.” Pause. “Did you… Continue reading
Mike looked to Lacey and back to the men. Jack flicked his wrist and the chain flowed out again, pooling on the floor. “Gentlemen,” said Mike, and he spread his hands. “Let’s be reasonable.” “Who the fuck are you and what do you want?” demanded the man who had first… Continue reading
Mike paused at the first door on his left. He tried it, and it opened easily. He glanced through it, noticing it was a catwalk to the DJ booth. He shut the door. The men wouldn’t have gone there. He went to the right, and tried that door. Locked. Mike… Continue reading
Eddie watched as the blond man paid the twenty dollar cover charge. The blond put his hand on Eddie’s back and guided him into Tantrick. The door opened, and house music blared out at them. Steel stood close to the blond, protecting him with his body. Eddie had showed them where… Continue reading
Eddie Martino smoked his last crumpled butt that he had found on the street. It had a few puffs left to it. He needed it to calm his jangling nerves. Geraldo hadn’t gotten him his fix, said he owed B.B. too much, so Eddie had to somehow scrounge up the… Continue reading
Jack entered the pawn shop first, Mike close behind, holding a pendulum that swung back and forth, Jack was a huge man, all shoulders and chest, developed from his prior job as a stevedore on the docks of Westside, and amateur boxer. He now worked for Mike and Scott, the… Continue reading
Mike was in the mother of all moods. Scott had sent a copy of his PRIMUS ID so he could go to the bank and get money. Mike still followed the itinerary, but Teddy could see he was on the edge of blowing up. People crowded into their space–it was expected… Continue reading
Mike knew he was lost when he saw the fifth homeless man give him the evil eye. “Mike?” asked Teddy, a tinge of worry at his voice. The buildings were run-down town houses, with trash in the street. They were not near Times Square, and they were certainly not near… Continue reading