Month: July 2018

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Stan followed the EMS vehicle carrying Doug White to Hotville Lakes Memorial Hospital. Sitting outside the hospital he used his computer to hack into the Hospital Database to find which room Doug was in. The hospital records also showed that Doug was under security watch. “Well, it doesn’t look like I will be able to protect Samantha from whatever Doug tells the police when he recovers. The question is, will she roll over on me when she is arrested.” Stan laughed, “Of course she will.” Then he thought a second. “But she did put her ass on the line for me.” Doug called Samantha. “Honey, they have Doug White at the Hotville Lakes Memorial Hospital under security watch. There isn’t a lot I can do.”

Samantha said, “We have a nurse who owes us around $5,000. I have the her records that you should be able to use to hack into the hospital copy of her records. Can you use your hacking skills to get her old job back at the hospital?”

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“I remember her and know who you are talking about. Changing the computer files so the system shows that she still works there should not be a problem, but now getting her to kill Doug, that might be a problem.”

“We’ve already had her arrested once. She knows what you can do. I don’t think getting her to kill Doug will take much effort if we offer her a bonus above writing off her debt to us.”

“Email to me her records so can find the right decrypt key and I will hack into their system and make her an employee of the Hospital. Then after you make the call to her I will visit her in person.”

Samantha said, “I will meet you in Hotville so we can better coordinate and maybe do some fucking.”

“Okay. I will send you my room information.”

 

* * *

Billy Bingo and Janet Silverton drove to Hotville in Janet’s car. Using police information, Detective Face arranged for them to have a room at the same Hotel where Stan Wakes had registered. Their room was side by side to Stan Wakes room and with a connecting door. When they reached the SunSide Hotel, Stan was not there. They entered his room and installed listening equipment and spy cams and quickly returned to their room.

Billy and Janet were eating hamburgers and watching Stan’s room on a computer monitor when Samantha Wilder entered the room. They were not very shocked to see her enter Stan’s room. She moaned and groaned and plopped down on the bed. She fumbled in her pocket for her phone as she spoke to herself, “I am so fucking tired.” She called Stan, “I am here in Hotville. I hated that damn drive. Are you ready to approach Majara Ray about killing Doug White?”

Stan Wakes said, “We really should not be having these kind of conversations on the phone. Someone could be listening.”

Samantha laughed. “Well, if the police are watching and listening, we are fucked. Anyway, I am using a disposable phone.”

Stan said, “Good. My check on this phone showed it clear so we should be okay. I am at the college and the last I checked Majara Ray was in her office with a student. The schedule shows she should be finished seeing students in around ten minutes. Wait around 11 minutes and then call her. I will be ready to approach her as soon as you make the call to talk to her.”

Janet and Billy could hear Stan as well as Samantha. Using his computer, Billy quickly pulled up the location of Majara Ray’s office at the college. Billy said, “I should be able to get there from here in five to ten minutes.” Billy rushed out the door with listening and recording equipment, hoping to get whatever Stan Wakes might say to Majara Ray recorded.

 

* * *

Billy Bingo reached the college and quickly entered a storage room next to Majara Ray’s office and attached equipment to the wall to be able to listen inside of the office.

Majara Ray was seated at her desk while she graded papers in her office at the Hotville College when she got what she considered a strange call from the Hotville Lakes Memorial Hospital. The computer RoboCall from the hospital was informing her that she would be on duty tomorrow from 1:00 PM to 5:00 PM. Majara’s sister, Elvira Davis, came into her office just as she was hanging up the peculiar call. Majara said to her sister, “That was weird.”

Elvira picked up an apple from a basket of Apples on Majara’s desk. Elvira sat down and asked, “What?”

“Hotville Lakes Memorial Hospital seems to think that I still work for them. You know I stopped working there some four years ago when they refused to give me a raise.”

Elvira laughed. “Maybe they decided to give you that raise after all.” Then she added, “Probably some computer problem.”

Majara rolled her eyes. “Always something. I guess I better call them to let them know that I got the robocall and that they’ve got some kind of problem.” Majara was just about to make the call when her phone rang. Majara looked at the I.D. and saw the call was from Samantha Wilder. Samantha intentionally was using her regular phone that would show an I.D.. “Oh fucking hell. Now I am getting a call from that damned fucking bitch loan shark.” Majara answered the call, “Hello, dear. I’ve almost got your money.”

Samantha laughed. “Yeah. You’ve got that lie down pat. Now here is the deal. A friend of mine is about to enter your office and tell you exactly what you are going to need to do.” Samantha hung up.

Majara looked at her sister. “Fucking hell. That loan shark bitch is sending someone to my office.”

Elivira nodded. “So do you want to kick their ass or do you want me to have the pleasure?”

Stan Wakes entered the office. He looked at Majara and then looked at Elvira. “Which one of you owes Samantha Wilder $5,000?”

Elvira stood up. She looked Stan Wakes up and down. She reached out and shook his hand. The handshake was not so much a gesture of friendship as to get his fingerprint registered on her thimble ring. Her phone then sent a text to her with a report on the obtained fingerprint. She pulled her phone out of her pocket and glanced at the results and then put her phone back away. Elvira asked, “So Stan, how many people have you killed?”

Stan bragged, “Enough.”

Elvira pulled Stan into her arms. She kissed him on the lips. “Did they all deserve to die?” Her voice had a strange flirtatious tone.

Stan shrugged. “So you two know that Samantha wants you to kill Doug White who is a patient at the hospital.”

Elvira looked at the horror on her sister Majara’s face and then she eyed the irritating smirk on Stan’s smug face. Elvira said, “No, we didn’t know that.” Seductively Elvira ran her hands up Stan’s neck. Then before Stan knew what was happening Elvira put a grip on his cervix. She had every intention of breaking his neck but then he moved. He smiled. The seeming massage, was something he liked.

“Oh yeah, baby, that feels good.”

Elvira shrugged and continued to massage his neck. She gave her sister an I am not too sure what I am going to do look.

Majara said, “Well, I am not going to kill anyone. Samantha will get her money but I am not going to kill anyone.”

Stan said, “You don’t have any choice. I think Samantha has already proven to you that we can cause you to be arrested. We can destroy you.”

Elvira laughed. “Oh, a tough man. So tough.”

“Yeah, I am tough.”

At that point, with very little thought, Elvira snapped Stan’s neck and he fell dead to the floor. “Not really so tough.” Elvira pulled her phone from her pants pocket. She called headquarters. “I need a clean up at the college. Dead Perp is Stan Wakes who I just ran a trace on. The low life was threatening my sister.” Elvira closed her phone and smiled at her sister. “My license to kill sure does come in handy sometimes.”

Majara asked, “Won’t your boss, the higher ups, be angry since he wasn’t one of your assignments?”

“No. He had broken enough laws and put enough people in danger so that someone had put him on the government’s Pink List.”

“Pink List?”

“People that the government considers dangerous and consider of no great consequence if they are killed.”

Majara asked, “How long will it take for them to get here to dispose of the body?”

“They have a team on campus so we need to go on and get out of here.” About the same time Elvira spoke, fire alarms started going off and an evacuation notice came on the office intercom system.

Billy exited the storage closet at the same time Majara and Elivra exited Majara’s office. Elvira stared at Billy as he exited the storage closet and Billy stared at her. Elvira walked closer to Billy. She whispered, “Do you know what happened? Did you hear through the wall?”

Billy smiled. “Yeah, but not a problem.”

Elvira started to take Billy’s hand to get a finger print but he wouldn’t let her take his hand. He laughed at her. “I do not want a CIA handshake.” Billy wasn’t so much thinking about her trying to get his fingerprint as her trying to inject some kind of poison or virus into him. Billy realized that he was immortal but he didn’t like getting sick. From thinking about the consequences of a potential CIA handshake—as Billy termed Elvira’s gesture—Billy’s thoughts turned to Samantha Wilder. Samantha was still a threat and so Billy asked the very beautiful killer of Stan Wakes, “So what about Stan’s accomplice, Samantha Wilder?”

Elvira wasn’t sure what to say to this stranger who seemed to know too much already. With a coy expression, Elvira asked, “Do you know where she is?”

“SunSide Hotel in Stan Wakes’ room. Room 104.”

Billy intrigued Elvira though of late she had sworn off men. “So what is your interest in this?”

“Trying to keep Doug White and his family safe.”

Elvira asked, “Can I have a name?”

“Billy Bingo. And what is your name?”

“Elvira. Elvira Davis.”

As the three of them exited the doors among what was now a line of people Billy said, “Elvira, it was nice to meet you.” Billy and Elvira walked separate ways but Billy guessed they would meet again.

 

* * *

Samantha Wilder stared in the mirror. She rubbed her hands over her face. “What kind of person am I that I could have done that to Doug White and now I am plotting his murder?” Her audible voice quivered. “And I so easily suggested we force Majara Ray to kill Doug. It was like I was listening to some other person talk as I was saying my words.” Naked Samantha Wilder fell back on the bed. She rubbed her breasts. She fingered her pussy. “I don’t want to think about it,” she whispered. Still the image of her and Doug in the alley flashed in her mind. As Samantha ran her fingers in and out of her pussy she imagined that it was Doug’s cock in her pussy. Then the image of her pushing Doug against the police car flashed in her mind. “Oh fucking hell. How evil am I?” Tears streamed down her face. “Please let me stop thinking about what I did.”

Samantha Wilder stood from the bed. She retrieved her computer and with her computer she laid back down in bed. She was positioned where Janet could see what she was watching on her computer. Samantha Wilder clicked to a video on her computer. The movie was of Billy Bingo with Rachel Aghar in the laundry room, that Ralph Shath had put online. Samantha Wilder said, “This always helps me to forget.”

Janet was shocked when she saw Billy Bingo on Samantha Wilder’s computer screen.

Samantha moaned, “The way you kissed that girl, ooh I want to feel your lips touching my lips.”

Janet considered when Billy kissed her. She thought to herself, “He is a good kisser.”

Samantha rolled her eyes. “Watching this I can feel your lips on my breasts. I so want your lips on my breasts. You are such a pretty young man. God, I so much want to fuck you.” Samantha licked her lips. “Oh yeah, fuck yeah, now you are naked. God what a huge cock. Stan has such a little cock but your dick is so big. Hell yeah. Now go down on that girl. Fuck yeah.”

Billy walked into the Hotel room. He looked to see what Janet was watching Samantha doing. “Fuck hell. That is me. Shit. Ralph Shath put that on the internet and somehow she found it. Damn.”

Janet blushed bright red as she looked away from the computer monitor. “So what happened at the college. Did you get anything on Stan that we can use against him?”

“Stan is dead.”

“You killed him?”

“No. He fucked with, tried to strong arm, the wrong person. From the conversation I gather that Majara’s sister is a government agent with a license to kill and she used her license to get rid of Stan. Maybe I did wrong, but I told Majara’s sister where she can find Samantha Wilder.” Billy turned back to watching Samantha masturbate while watching him with Rachel. “Did I do wrong in telling her where she can find Samantha?”

“You know that I had rather they had been arrested and tried in a court law, but we have to protect Doug.”

Billy’s phone rang. He answered. “Billy Bingo here.”

“This is Elvira Davis. I can’t get clearance to go after Samantha Wilder. I did some research on you. I am sure that you, the man who took care of Kane Bishop, should be able to handle Samantha Wilder. I don’t really care whether you make her leave the country, have her arrested, or kill her; but just make sure she knows not to kill Doug White or try to hurt my sister again.”

“I understand. Thanks. I assume your discretion.”

“Absolutely. Just as I assume your discretion.” Elvira hung up the phone.

Billy looked at Janet. “It looks like how we handle Samantha is up to us. I guess I need to talk to her and try to get her to turn herself in and cop a plea.” Billy looked from Janet to the computer monitor and watched Samantha masturbate while watching him with Rachel. “I have a feeling that this is going to be very weird.”

Billy opened the door from inside the hotel room to go to the room where Samantha Wilder was masturbating. Samantha saw Billy standing in the kitchen area. Samantha moaned, “You can’t be real. How is it possible that you are here?”

“I know what you did to Doug White?”

Samantha moaned, “No” She sniffled, “No.” She continued to finger her pussy.

“I know you wanted Majara Ray to kill Doug White?”

Samantha cried, “If you came here to torture me, at least use handcuffs, a feather, and maybe a whip. Don’t torture me with words.”

“I didn’t come here to torture you. You must surrender to the police. Make a deal with the police and the District Attorney.”

“No. I want to have sex with you. I want to feel your cock inside me. I want to feel your lips touching my lips, touching my breasts, touching my pussy.”

“You can either go to the police willingly or I will take you by force.”

“If you make love to me, if you provide a sexual memory to keep me warm, hot, in prison, I will go willingly.”

“I can’t have sex with you. Well, I can, but seeing how what you did to Doug I would have to be sort of dumb to do what you want.”

“What? Do you think I try to kill every man that has sex with me. Stan is my lover. I have not tried to kill him.” In thought she considered she actually had tried to kill Stan in that she set Stan and Raovertso against one another. “Regardless, if you want me to turn myself into the police then you must have sex with me.”

Billy looked up at one of the cameras that he and Janet had hidden in the room. He then looked at Samantha. She was attractive enough but what she had done to Doug was vile, contemptible. Billy considered that Samantha’s word probably did not mean anything. Billy also considered that he had entered the room without much of a plan. How was he going to subdue Samantha and take her into the police? He couldn’t see threatening her with a gun as he had no intention of actually shooting her if she refused to go peacefully. Billy said, “I will have to think about it. I will have to think about having sex with you.” Billy turned and walked back though the door to the room where Janet was waiting. He closed the door.

Janet said, “What the hell was that? You will have to think about having sex with her.”

“I don’t know. I went in there totally unprepared. I have no idea what I was thinking.” Billy walked closer to Janet and whispered. “I need some kind of drug to knock her out where we can drive her to the police without causing a scene that might bite us in the ass. We aren’t police here. We are Private Dicks and operating without any authority.”

“I don’t have anything to sedate her. I will call my Aunt Tess Favor and see if she has anything that we can slip to her without her knowing it.”

Billy said, “Well I guess I will have sex with her while you go see if you can come up with something we can use to knock her out and take her to the police. The longer I am absent from the room the more likely she is going to start plotting her escape.”

 

* * *

Janet left to visit her Aunt Tess Favor, hoping that her aunt might provide her with something that could be used to knock Samantha out. Billy took a quick shower and then nude he entered the room where Samantha Wilder still lay in bed.

With a wicked smile Samantha Wilder stared at Billy. “I can hardly believe this is real. I am actually going to have sex with a man of my dreams; one of the men of my fantasies. God does answer prayers.”

Billy heard a strange inner whisper. “Don’t worry. The Legman is with you.” Billy’s cock dangled from side to side as he crossed the room toward the red haired beauty who beckoned him with the singular motion of her middle finger bending to-and-fro on one hand while her other hand worked her wet pussy. He considered the superior, dominating, “I am in the bird’s seat,” expression on her face. It was a look that reminded him of Kane Bishop. It was then that Billy wondered if he was dealing with a mortal woman or perhaps something more dangerous, more sinister. Billy heard another inner whisper, “She has a revolver in the night stand next to the bed but don’t worry. Continue on.”

Billy reached the bed and Samantha moved her fingers from her wet pussy and she touched Billy’s cock. Billy felt a shiver at the feel of her fingers. Then Samantha rolled over and turned on the bed doggy style. Samantha’s head moved seductively toward Billy’s crotch and then she rubbed her face against Billy’s cock and balls. She then ran her tongue up from Billy’s cock to Billy’s belly button and then up his stomach and chest and she kissed his nipple. She stared up at his lips. With enthusiasm she rared up on her knees and she embraced Billy into her arms. She planted her warm lips against Billy’s warm lips and she savored their kiss; their long kiss. From kissing Samantha on the lips Billy moved to kiss Samantha on the breasts and they fell back into the bed with Billy on top. Billy rubbed his cock against her as he kissed and licked her breasts and lips in rotation. As Billy’s large cock grew throbbing hard he teased her pussy with its head. Samantha screamed in ecstatic pleasure as Billy began to thrust his cock in and out. She wrapped her legs around Billy as they both became relaxed and euphoric in their rhythmic love making.

Samantha thought having sex with this man was better than she had even imagined with her vibrator in hand. After a time though she began to hear the click of the clock on the wall above the TV. She realized she had been having sex with Billy well over 30 minutes. With most men she would have already upped the tempo to beg for the final pleasure of an orgasm but with Billy she felt no rush to reach the finish line. There was an odd sensational pleasure with each thrust of Billy’s cock and with each kiss of his lips. There was a part of Samantha that wanted their love making to go on forever but she considered it was now time to start plotting her escape. She considered she would not go to jail for any man; no matter how great in the sack he might be.

Samantha whispered to Billy that she wanted to try one more thing before their sex ended. Billy considered he needed to see if Janet was back with something he could slip to Samantha to knock her out. Billy told Samantha that he had some body oil back in his room and that some mutual massaging might be nice. He figured he could later to tell her that he had forgot to pack the body oils. Samantha told Billy that she was thinking more in the line of the getting dressed and moving their love making outside.

Billy said, “What, do you have some car you want to shove me under?”

Samantha laughed and said, “What, do you have some body oils that will knock me out.”

Billy said, “We’ve had sex. Now you must turn yourself over to the police. That was our agreement.” Even as Billy said the words he was thinking of some alternative. He remembered Elvira had placed “leave the country” at the top of her list of how Billy might handle Samantha. What Samantha had done to Doug White was despicable and how she and her accomplice were going to force Majara to kill Doug White was nothing to admire. Evil! Still Billy considered that if she could be tamed, controlled, then she might make a valuable ally. Billy realized that if he ever faced a show down with Kane Bishop then he might need such allies as Samantha Wilder.

Samantha whined in a teasing manner, “Neither one of us have climaxed.”

“When we are finished are you planning on turning yourself over to the police?”

“You know the answer to that. Of course I am not going to turn myself over to the police.” Samantha rolled over pushing Billy beneath her. She began to ride him hard. She knew if she was going to have an orgasm with Billy it would have to happen soon. She did want to experience an orgasm with Billy.

Janet and her Aunt Tess Favor walked into the hotel room that Janet and Billy had rented. They both looked at the computer monitor to see Billy and Samantha having sex.

Tess laughed. “Oh my. I haven’t rode a man like that since my dear Hank died.” Tess pulled the chloroform and an handkerchief from her pocketbook. Tess said, “You put this over her nose and mouth and then in 30 seconds to a minute she should pass out.”

Nervously Janet took the chloroform and hanky from her aunt. “I can’t believe what I am about to do.” Janet walked to the door to the adjoining rooms. Cautiously, trying to stay as quiet as possible, she turned the door knob and opened the door. In tip toe fashion she entered the room and began easing toward the bed. Billy saw Janet and thought it was lucky that Samantha was now the one on top. He watched Janet ease closer to the bed. He hoped they would have Samantha Wilder in jail soon but then Samantha screamed and shivered and her eyes rolled in orgasm. Rolling off Billy she saw Janet coming toward them. She she quickly flipped to her side and reached into the drawer of the nightstand. She grabbed her revolver. Billy jumped on her back and took hold of her arm and hand that tightly clutched the revolver. As they wrestled, Billy was shocked at how strong Samantha Wilder was. Still he held back on how he handled Samantha because he didn’t want anyone to ever say he had roughed up a woman. Janet had no idea what to do as she watched Billy and Samantha thrust about on the bed, fighting for control of the weapon.

Tess Favor saw what was happening and she pulled her own revolver from her pocketbook. She quickly raced to the room and pointed her gun at the bed. Tess screamed, “Okay. Enough. Stop before someone gets hurt.”

When Samantha saw Tess pointing a gun at the bed, Samantha stopped fighting Billy and surrendered her revolver to Billy. Billy crawled off the bed. He told Samantha. “This does not have to turn out that badly for you. If you turn yourself over to the police I think a deal can be worked out that will not displease you; but if you fight like a trapped animal, well, just don’t.”

Billy looked at Janet and Tess. “Keep her covered. If she tries to escape, shoot to kill. I will be back in just a few minutes.” Billy handed Janet the revolver he had taken from Samantha. He threw Samantha a piece of clothing from the foot of her bed and told her to get dressed. He then went back to the room that he and Janet occupied. He got his phone and called Detective Face.

Billy said, “Where is the best place for us to meet so that I can hand Samantha Wilder over to you for an official arrest.”

Detective Face asked, “What about Stan Wakes?”

“He made a very dangerous enemy; a government agent with a license to kill. Stan is dead.”

“That is good but it might make it more difficult to prosecute Samantha. That is unless Doug wakes up and can testify against her.”

“I am trying to get Samantha to do a deal so the White family will not have to be put through a trial and questions about what Doug was doing in the alley with Samantha.”

“What kind of deal?”

“I have no idea what can worked out.”

“I would suggest a token 90 days and probation. My guess is that the prosecution would be thrilled with that, that is if you can get the White family to agree that is punishment enough.”

“Before I go back to talk to her I will call Bobby.”

“Okay, I will talk to the lead detective and the prosecutor. Bye.”

“Bye.” Billy then called Bobby White. “How is Doug doing?”

Bobby said, “The doctors are sounding hopeful.”

“That is good. If am upsetting you, please let me know. I will not give you the details but Stan Wakes has been eliminated. He is no longer a threat to Doug. I have Samantha Wilder here but prosecution will not be easy. If I am making you angry here, let me know.”

“Okay. Talk to me.”

“If it is okay with your family I am going to suggest that Samantha Wilder make a deal with the prosecution in exchange for a 90 day sentence and probation. I will keep an eye on her and if she appears to be a threat to your family then I will deal with her. I know that is not much of a punishment given what she did but if it is kept out of the courts then the media will leave your family alone and will not ask questions about what Doug was doing and so on. What do you think?”

Bobby asked, “What if my family wants to seek the maximum penalty possible.”

“Without bringing Stan Wakes into it, it is going to be difficult to prove what happened was not an accident and if the court were to find it was an accident she could walk free.”

“You said Stan Wakes has been eliminated. What does that mean exactly?”

“He has been killed but in a way that it will never be made public. Even if he were still alive it would be hard to prove what Stan and she did.”

“I understand. I am not angry with what you are saying. I will talk to my family right now. They are all here and listening to this conversation the best they can. I will call you right back.”

Billy got dressed while he waited for Bobby White to call him back. He then peeped in on Tess, Janet, and Samantha. The three of them look restless and very unhappy. With his head stuck in the room Billy said, “One more call and we will start getting this resolved.” Billy’s phone started to ring and he stepped back into his room.

Bobby White said, “If you think you can handle Samantha to make sure there will no future problem when she gets out, my family is agreed. Mom said the first step in healing is forgiveness and so I guess we can try that shit.”

“Okay. I will make the call and get things set in motion to get her turned over to the police.” Billy hung up with Bobby and then called Detective Face. “The White family has agreed to what we were talking about.”

“So is the prosecutor. He was going to be a hard ass in part because he doesn’t know what you told me about Stan Wakes. Regardless, he backed down and it has all been agreed. That is if you can bring Samantha White in without her being handcuffed. She has to prove she can be trusted or the deal is off.”

“Okay. You will be at the police station?”

“Yes.”

“I will get her there just as soon as I can get her there.”

“Has Samantha Wilder been told that Stan Wakes is dead?”

“No but Bobby and some other people have been told. Still, basically, it needs to be kept a secret.”

“Understood.”

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As soon as Bobby White heard that his brother Doug had been hit by the police car and was in Grady on life support he rushed back from Hotville to Metropolitan Atlanta. His Uncle, Mayor Keith White, flew him to PDK Airport in his private airplane. His cousin Mikey White flew with them. They were all set to pitch a fit that it was a police car that had run Doug down. They were hurt, they were angry, and they were looking for someone to blame. The police officer behind the wheel of the car seemed the most convenient person to blame. His name was now known: Officer Don Johnson.

Janet Silverton quickly got a call from her superiors. It was now known she had been stripping at the 5th Side Strip Club. She was put on a leave of duty and with considerable pressure being put on her to resign and to just go away. Janet was not sure what she was going to do. She could either start stripping full time, try to get a job at another police department, totally change occupations, or as she cried on the phone to her Aunt Tess Favor, “I feel like I could just crawl into a hole and die.’ Her Aunt Tess begged her to come move in with her down in Hotville and to help her do research for her books. She told her Aunt that she would think about it. One thing she knew for certain, without a steady income she was going to have to break her lease and give up her Apartment. “It is just as well I never finished unpacking.”

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Bobby White knocked on Billy Bingo’s door. Billy had just gotten home from the airport from where he had been to New York and was just about to crawl into bed for a nap. From sitting on the bed, Billy stumbled to answer the door. Opening the door, he saw Bobby White standing there.

“Billy, I want you to use your Detective skills to help bring Officer Don Johnson down. Those son of a bitches police are covering up for the bastard while my brother is hanging on by a thread. I want that bastard to pay for running down, running over my brother. No car chase was worth the life of my brother.”

Billy started to invite Bobby in but then he thought about his parents and decided it was best if he talked to Bobby in private. Billy stepped outside and asked Bobby to walk around with him.

Bobby gave Billy a go drop dead look but then he thought he did need to walk. He considered that he needed to cool off from all the anger that had been building inside of him. As they started walking Bobby asked, “Do you think I am wrong to be so angry at the police officer?”

“I don’t know. I don’t fully know the circumstances of what happened. But being angry and upset is fully understandable. That said, part of my job is to stay more calm.”

Bobby said, “Benjamin has also told me to calm down and not blame the police officer. I don’t understand Benjamin.”

Billy knew something of what had happened from Bobby’s calls to Steve. Steve had talked to Billy about what Bobby had told him. Billy said, “Benjamin was with Doug when it happened, right?”

“Yeah. It was just a coincidence though. They weren’t there at the strip club together. When I was asking Benjamin questions, that was pretty much all that I could get out of him. He won’t tell me how he just happened to be at the strip club or near the alley where Doug was taking a piss when he was run over.”

Billy said, “I will do some checking. He may tell me some things that he does not want the family to know.”

Bobby nodded. “It may be as simple that he was spying on Doug, following him around, and feels guilty about it. I don’t know what Doug was doing taking a piss in the alley.”

“Doug isn’t a priest. He may come across as a nerdy brain with no thought of sex, but he has male hormones just like every other red blooded male.”

“Yeah, I know but so what if Doug was trying to get himself some pussy around the Strip Club. That doesn’t mean he deserves to die.”

“Of course not but you can’t blame Benjamin for not wanting to tell your parents they were in Atlanta trying to get themselves laid.”

“No, but Benjamin should know he can tell me anything.”

“Bullshit. You don’t tell Benjamin everything. God knows I don’t tell Bess everything. That does not mean that we do not love them. Anyway, where is Benjamin? I will go talk to him.”

“I finally was able to get him to come home and take a shower and eat something. It was difficult to get him to leave the foot of Doug’s bed.”

 

* * *

When Billy entered the White Apartment with Bobby, they saw Benjamin seated with Janet Silverton at the table. They were both sniffling back tears as they ate a bowl of cereal. Both Billy and Bobby were somewhat shocked to see Janet sitting with Benjamin.

Bobby said, “I am going to take a shower. Benjamin, talk to Billy as a Detective. Benjamin, Billy will not tell me anything you do not want him to tell me.” Bobby screamed as he walked down the hallway. “Talk to him!”

Billy walked to the table and sat down. “Your brother is angry at the Officer Don Johnson for running over your brother. He wants me to get evidence to hurt the police.”

Benjamin said, “I keep telling everyone that the police officer is not to blame. They need to drop that bullshit.”

Billy said, “So how did the accident happen? What caused Officer Don Johnson to run over Doug? Was it Doug’s fault?”

“No! No! Shit. Fuck. Of course it was not Doug’s fault. Janet keeps telling me to just let the law take care of it. She thinks if Bobby finds out what happened that he will get himself killed.”

Billy stared at Janet. “What? Are you working with the law to cover this thing up?”

Janet rolled her eyes. “Work for the police? Well, once upon a fucking time, maybe. I have been suspended from my job because they found out that I had been stripping at the 5th Side Strip Club. I am honestly concerned for the family.”

Billy nodded. “Why are you concerned? Who do you think will kill Bobby if he finds out what happened to his brother? The law?”

Janet raised her voice. “Do you have something against the police?”

“No. All I know at this point is that the Officer, Don Johnson, ran over Doug. That is all I know. And I am being told that if Bobby discovers what happened to his brother he will get himself killed. Stop me from speculating by telling me what happened. Tell me or I will use my police contacts to find out what the two of you are not telling me.”

Janet said, “We are afraid that Bobby will get himself hurt by going after the gang leader that we believe is responsible for what happened to Doug. It is not that we are just being obstinate about this.”

“A gang?” Then Billy shook his head. “I see. I will not tell Bobby what you do not want told. I will also work to protect your family from the gang if that is needed.”

Benjamin stared at Billy. “Protect us? Do you think that we might need protecting?”

“I don’t know. I don’t know the details but if the gang thinks your family might know too much about whatever then yeah, your family may need to be protected.”

Benjamin said, “The gang, the RedOaks is run by Stan Wakes. I was at the Orakay Liquor Store, trying to get someone to buy me some booze when I encountered a gunman going into the store. Janet believes Stan Wakes is the gunman who went into the Orakay Liquor Store and killed rival gang member Raovertso. When I saw something was going down there I took off running but I did call the law.” Benjamin ran his hands through his hair. “It was my call that began the car chase. Janet believes Stan Wakes called his girlfriend Samantha Wilder to get her to create a diversion to end the police chase. Janet believes that diversion is what caused Samantha Wilder to lure Doug into the alley to have sex. Janet believes Samantha intentionally pushed Doug in front of the police car. She then vanished through the doorway into the abandoned building and Stan Wakes made his escape. Mind you, from what Janet has said, all we know for certain is that Samantha Wilder is the girlfriend of Stan Wakes and she was in the alley with Doug. We don’t know for certain he is the one who killed Raovertso or is the one who was driving the van that the police were chasing. We are pretty sure that Samantha Wilder pushed Doug in front of the police car to break off the chase.”

Billy said, “I see.” Billy eyed Janet with a degree of respect. “It looks the two of you pretty much have it figured out.”

Benjamin said, “If there is anyway you can get my family to back off from hurting the Officer who struck Doug, please do. He is not to blame. At the same time I do not want you to tell them about Stan Wakes and Samantha Wilder. Janet has convinced me that telling them would be a mistake.”

Billy cocked his head and wrinkled his eyes as he looked at Janet, now with a good bit less respect. Billy asked, “Is it okay if I tell Bobby that Doug was pushed in front of the police car to explain that there is more to the story and Officer Don Johnson was not simply being careless.”

Janet said, “No. Bobby will want answers and more details and then if he finds out too much there is no telling how he will react. It is best if the police are left to handle this.”

Billy frowned. He stood up. He knew that if he were Bobby he would want revenge. “You know, maybe wanting revenge is not such a bad thing. Wanting to protect the people you love from getting hurt is not a bad thing.”

Benjamin said, “Of course I want those two to pay for what they did to my brother. I just do not want Bobby to get hurt.”

“So you are planning the revenge, making them pay, all by yourself.”

“Maybe.”

Janet screamed, “No. Benjamin, don’t think like that. Let the law do their job.”

Benjamin stood up. “Law! The same law that is punishing you for being a stripper. I don’t blame Officer Don Johnson but come on, he doesn’t inspire confidence in the law.” Without thinking, Benjamin raised his voice, “I want that crazy whore Samantha Wilder and that drug pushing bastard Stan Wakes to pay for what they did to my brother. I want those evil monsters dead and in hell.” Benjamin broke down crying and fell into Billy’s arms. “I want them dead.”

Hearing his brother screaming and crying, wearing just a towel Bobby ran from the bathroom. He stared at his brother Benjamin in Billy’s arms. Benjamin turned and looked at Bobby, “Some gang called the RedOaks did this to Doug. We’ve got to get revenge. We’ve got to make those bastards pay for having Doug pushed in front of the police car. I don’t want you hurt but we’ve got to do this. We’ve got to make them pay.”

Janet jumped up and stared bullets at Billy. “You son of a bitch. I had convinced Benjamin that revenge is not the answer and here you come. You are going to get these brothers killed.”

Billy said, “You can either work with us or against us. The choice is your choice.”

“I think I hate you.” Janet walked over and reached out to slap Billy. Billy caught her hand. “With us or against us!”

Janet yanked her hand back away from Billy. Again she struck out to slap Billy. This time he let her but then he pulled her into his arms and he kissed her. It was a long kiss. It was thoughtful kiss. If the Legman had made a visible appearance he might even have called it a magical kiss. As their lips separated, a bit of static electricity between them popped, Janet whispered, “With you.”

“Good. You are hired. That is if you want a job with the Naked Truth Agency.”

 

* * *

It was a shock to Bobby and Benjamin when their mom called and told them that her husband’s brother, Mayor Keith White, was moving Doug to the Hotville Lakes Memorial Hospital. Bobby was somewhat okay with that since he now lived in Hotville but Benjamin was furious.

Benjamin screamed, “We don’t live in Hotville. This is ridiculous. Mom and dad can’t move to Hotville. They have jobs. Doug needs to stay near mom.”

Bobby didn’t want to argue. “It might be easier for mom and dad. They can’t spend all of their time with Doug and they will be able to come down on the weekends. Please do not make a scene. This is hard enough on mom as it is.”

Benjamn calmed down. “It is not my decision. I was just voicing my disgust. I am not going to make a scene with anyone else.”

“Understood and you can scream your frustration at me anytime that you want.”

So, in a coma, Doug was moved to the Hotville Lakes Memorial Hospital. His parents and Bobby rode with Doug in the EMS vehicle as the journey was made. Benjamin stayed with Billy who set up a temporary office in Janet’s Apartment. Billy informed Detective Joseph Face, who was working a month’s notice before leaving the police department, what he was working on. Detective Face gave Billy the information on the last known area that the van— the van the police had been chasing when Doug was hit by the police car—was seen. Janet and Benjamin told the police that they believed Samantha Wilder had pushed Doug into the police car and since she was the girlfriend of Stan Wakes it was likely he was the one driving the van. The police agreed with Janet and Benjamin but they didn’t have proof.

Billy had purchased some computers and Benjamin was setting them up in Janet’s apartment. While Benjamin was doing that, together Janet and Billy drove around the neighborhood where Doug was run over and the van was last seen. They were hoping against odds that unlike the police they would be able to discover where the van had been ditched and was now hidden. They were having no better luck than the police in searching for the van when suddenly Billy noticed something. He told Janet to park the car in an area they had already driven by three times. There was an impound lot at the location. Billy got out of the car and walked on the sidewalk outside the chain linked fence. Holding onto the fence, Billy looked inside the lot at the different vehicles that were lined up. As Janet ran to catch up with him, Billy then walked to where there was a padlocked gate. Billy pointed back to where there were three vans parked.

Janet said,”All three of them are of the same make and model as in the police report.”

Billy asked, “Do you know who owns this impound lot? Do they have any connection to the RedOak gang or Stan Wakes?”

“I don’t know.”

Billy looked around for a sign to tell him the name of the lot. He finally located a small, rusty sign that read, “Henry Oak Wrecker Service.” Billy called Detective Face. “Can you give me any information on the Henry Oak Wrecker Service?”

Detective Face replied, “One moment. Let me see what I can pull up.”

“Okay.”

“It is now owned by some corporation registered down in Cayman Islands. The last registration shows Triple Oak Wise N Red Inc.. Okay, that Corporation is owned by Yellow and Green Bonnet Inc.. I can’t figure who controls that. Why do you need the information?”

“There are three vans in the impound lot that match the description of the van the police were chasing when Doug White was hit.”

“Is there anyone around the lot where you can ask questions and find out about the vans?”

“Not that I see. I don’t think there are any offices about. It looks like a lot where they park cars they have hauled in after the city has booted them.”

“So they work with the city.”

“That is what is looks like to me. Janet, what do you think?”

Janet said, “Yeah, I recognize a few of the cars that I called in that had been parked too long or abandoned.”

Detective Face said, “So I shouldn’t need a warrant. I just need the tag and serial numbers to write up a report to order the vans moved to a different impound lot where I know the owner. Can you get me the tag and serial numbers?”

Billy climbed over the fence. Using his cell phone Billy quickly took pictures of the information on all three vans and climbed back over the fence. Billy and Janet walked back to her car. Billy sent the pictures he had taken of the vans information to Detective Face. All three vans had been reported stolen. One of the vans had the same tag number as the van the police had been chasing but on the impound sheet the tag number had been entered wrong. There was some evidence that the van had been used to haul marijuana but nothing to connect the van to anyone. Billy was disappointed that the van did not provide any evidence against Stan Wakes.

Back at the Apartment, after getting details on the Van, Billy, Janet, and Benjamin sat back disappointed. They had hoped finding the van would provide a lead but it didn’t. Billy said, “So now I’ve got to locate Stan Wakes and we have to start following him and hope that he slips up.”

Detective Face came in and was much more cheerful than Billy. “Good job in finding that van. The city is now looking at pulling all business from the Yellow and Green Bonnet Company. They also found 3 illegal aliens working for the company.”

Billy said, “So they will move the operation to some other company they own. I thought for sure we would be able to link the van to Stan Wakes.”

Detective Face said, “I’ve decided that I will continue my job. It has been agreed that with me on the inside and you on the outside then we will make a good team. You impressed some people today.” Detective Face winked at Janet. “No doubt Billy knows how to hire talent.” Detective Face looked at Benjamin. “I bought some groceries since we are going to working out of Janet’s Apartment for now. Would you mind bringing the groceries in.”

Benjamin nodded and quickly got up to start bringing the bags inside. Detective Face turned to Billy. “Stan Wakes was spotted following the EMS vehicle. He followed them all the way to the hospital. Mayor Keith White has been notified and has a detail protecting Doug.”

Benjamin quickly finished bringing the groceries in and helped Janet start putting them away. Benjamin had stood at the door long enough to hear what Detective Face had said to Billy and Janet. Benjamin said, “So if they catch Stan trying to kill my brother, that should help put him away but what about that Samantha Wilder?”

Detective Face said, “I think the District Attorney is considering bringing a case against her for attempted to murder based on your and Janet’s testimony. If Stan Wakes is caught that should seal the case.”

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It was a dark, dark, night in Atlanta. The sky was cloudy and the air had a slight chill. Janet Silverton thought, “What am I doing?” That is what she considered as she walked down the sidewalk from where she had parked, but she knew what she was doing. To her it was fun to dance and strip off her clothes in front of men and maybe a few women. Also she earned money when she could arrange to entertain at the club. Course, she knew if the police department where she worked were to find out, she could lose her main job. Regardless, that did not much matter to her. Tired, lonely, she wanted someone to hold her in their arms. She wanted human touch.

Janet stepped off the sidewalk and turned down an alleyway. She rubbed her breasts through her white, see through T-shirt. She rubbed her crotch through her tight blue jeans. She walked along the alleyway between two abandoned buildings and then exited from the darkness into the bright lights of the parking lot outside of the 5th Side Strip Club. She walked past the parked cars and up to a side entrance. A security guard opened the door and let her in. She walked into the area where several women were putting on their fancy, colorful, sexy costumes. She walked to a rack to select something for her dance.

A woman, Marge Ross, looked at Janet Silverton. “Why are you doing this? You don’t need the money.”

“Maybe tonight I will meet my Prince Charming.”

“Honey, if you want to meet a nice man, try church.”

Janet laughed as she removed her white T-Shirt and shook her breasts. Marge put some oil in her hands and tenderly, sensually, rubbed the oil on Janet’s breasts to give them a shiny, glistening, shimmer. Janet moaned at the warm feel of Marge’s hands touching her breasts. Marge was desirable enough, as kind as she was sexy, but Janet wanted the feel of a man’s cock pounding her pussy.

Janet stripped the rest of her clothes off. She slid black fishnet stockings on her beautiful, smooth, legs. She then put a gold mini skirt on and a white lace top. She adorned her feet in gold high heel shoes. Marge helped put her blonde hair into a bun that would look all so sexy when she loosened the bun and shook her head for her hair to freely fly to the drumming sound of music. It would be a good effect.

Marge said, “You are so beautiful. I don’t understand why you haven’t met your Prince Charming.”

Janet shrugged and smiled. “Tonight may be the night.”

 

* * *

Doug White stood outside the strip club. He had never been into a club to see women dance and take their clothes off for money. He had that innocent look which pretty much made that secret not really so much of a secret. Still he had always pretended to be a more worldly man when talking to his friends and he had always thought that they believed his tales of sordid sex and high risk adventure.

Doug did not much socialize at the Minion Plex with his brother Bobby’s friends. There was the age difference by a few years. Also Doug’s friends were mainly the so called “nerd” group from his school years.

Doug had been thinking about this night since he first heard Janet on the phone discussing dancing here. Doug had imagined that somehow he would cause Janet to notice him and perhaps give him a lap dance. Doug hoped from that he could develop a relationship with the Policewoman/Stripper who had moved into the Apartment Complex. Doug did not just want sex from his new neighbor, he wanted a relationship. That was his fantasy.

This evening Doug was dressed in gray slacks and a navy blue jacket. His expensive shirt was lime green and his tie was pink. His slightly long hair was a sandy brown color and his eyes were green. His face was somewhat roundish and when he smiled he had dimples that girls liked to pinch. Still, around even those girls he had always been very shy.

Nervously Doug paid the door fee and entered the club. His face felt hot, flush, when he saw the waitresses walking around topless. As he looked around he considered that he had never imagined so many breasts coming in so many shapes and sizes. A topless waitress showed him to his table and took his order for a night of drinks and over priced sandwiches. Pale and shaking Doug sat down. Unexpectedly a strange woman sat down at the table with Doug. She introduced herself as Samantha Wilder. He halfway suspected she had made her name up.

Samantha’s hair was red and her lips were thick with blue lip stick. Doug couldn’t decide the color of her eyes. Blue or green. The color seemed to change with the turn of her head. She had a nice enough face, pretty, but Doug’s stare soon shifted from her face so as to check out her large breasts and nice cleavage. For a second he imagined his cock rubbing between her breasts. He’d always liked titty fucking in porn movies, and also in his imagination when jerking off.

Samantha asked, “How big is your dick?”

“Around 8 inches.” When giving his height he also tended to exaggerate up by an inch or so. It wasn’t like people walked around with a tape measure. Well, usually. There was that one dude at the gym. That was weird. And seriously, does the government census bureau really do those kind of surveys.

Samantha smiled. “The biggest dick I’ve ever had was 12 inches. Have you ever seen a 12 inch cock.”

“No.” The waitress brought his sandwiches and a couple of drinks. He quickly swallowed a gulp from one of the glasses and then almost choked it up.

“Yeah. That is how I was with the 12 inch cock.”

The lights dimmed as music began to play. Janet Silverton walked out on the stage with all eyes in the place gawking in awe, watching her. Two of those eyes mesmerized by her sexy moves were the eyes of the be smitten Doug White. As she danced about the stage Doug watched each move, gyration, and each sexual like expression contorting from her every inch of her body. Doug felt not just desire but a longing some might call love as he watched Janet dance. She was as sexually desirable on the stage as he had imagined in fantasy but even on the stage stripping her clothes off to the beat of music there was also a tenderness, an innocence about her.

Samantha watched Doug watching Janet. “Does she get your 8 inch cock all hard and wet?”

Doug did not answer. He was somewhat excited but wasn’t fully erect. Samantha moved closer to Doug. She slipped her hand beneath the table and between his legs. She rubbed his crotch. Doug was not sure how to react to Samantha as his attention was more drawn to Janet Silverton who was now pole dancing. “So how would I go about getting a lap dance from that beauty on that platform?”

“Well that is a fine how do you do? Don’t you want a lap dance from me? Maybe more.”

 

* * *

There was a fine mist of rain falling against the windshield of Stan Wakes beaten up junk of a car. It was just enough rain to dirty the windshield but not enough to turn on the wipers and the windows were starting to fog. Stan Wakes felt unnerved but he knew he needed to man up, bounce his big balls from where they had been hiding too long, and do this. What was left of his gang was no longer respected and he wanted to restore the gang’s beleaguered reputation from that of ridicule to fear.

Finding it hard to see out the windshield, Stan pulled into the Orakay Liquor Store parking lot. He almost bumped into the young dude, Benjamin White, walking the well lit parking lot and hoping to find someone to buy him a bottle of liquor. The punkish dude, Benjamin, in tight blue jeans, screamed, “Hey, what’s the fucking idea.”

Benjamin was hardly anything like his older brother Doug who this moment was sitting in the 5th Street Strip Club and taking great pleasure in the realization that not all breasts are alike. Benjamin was more like his oldest brother Bobby though much more of a loner than Bobby.

Stan Wakes slowly drove, straddling the white line between two parking spots, to finesse his car in place. Watching, Ben comically considered that it was as though the driver was worried about someone dinging the piece of junk he was driving.

Stan took a red and black checkered scarf that tied his blonde wig into a ponytail and used it cover his face like he was a wild west bandit. Stan felt the Colt M1911 military issue in the pocket of his red windbreaker as he opened the car door to get out.

The 20 year old kid, Benjamin White, who Stan had almost run over, walked up to him. He was about to ask the stranger to buy a bottle of liquor for his consumption when he saw the scarf covering his face. Benjamin noticed the stranger’s hand in the pocket touching a gun, a colt. For a moment Benjamin focused on the small, fake, snake tattoo on the man’s hand. From ogling the man’s snake tattoo Benjamin looked up into the unknown man’s cold blue eyes. “Fuck!” Realizing there was about to be a robbery or worse, Benjamin started to take off running. He started, but he was not quick enough.

Stan grabbed Benjamin by his shirt collar and spun him around. Benjamin didn’t notice that the dangerous stranger had moved his hand from his gun to the phone in his pocket. He didn’t realize when the unknown man took his picture. When Stan released his grip on Benjamin, Benjamin thought he had broken free rather than being freed. Benjamin fled just as quickly as his two feet would carry him as Stan quietly moaned in distress. “I will deal with you later. Disguise or no disguise, you saw too much.”

Stan looked up toward the liquor store and saw the camera that panned the brightly lit parking lot. “Video.” Stan was glad that “Sammy” had stolen a couple of car tags for his out of state junk that officially had long ago been crushed. Still, seeing the camera disturbed Stan. “Too many damn fucking cameras in this world,” Stan said as he eased his own phone camera back into his pocket.

Stan felt nervous as he walked to enter the Orakay Liquor Store. Unless the victim was preoccupied and not looking at the video from the camera, he’d probably seen Stan. Of course whoever was inside this unsavory store would not be calling the law. The last thing they would want to do is bring the heat down on their operation.

Stan opened the dirty glass door. A cow bell attached to the door made a high pitched ringing sound. Stan looked toward the check out counter area on the far wall. A door behind the counter was open. No one was in sight. “Anyone home,” Stan said with a nervous edge in his voice.

Stan turned and flipped a sign on the door to closed. Keeping both eyes open for surprises he knelt down and unplugged the electric, neon, open sign. “Anyone home,” Stan repeated.

Stan eased up and down the aisles. He looked at the bottles of alcoholic beverages that lined the shelves. The store seemed as well stocked as most any liquor store he had ever entered. There were the berry liquors: Chambord, Lakka, Polar and lots more. Then there were the Coffee Liquors.

“What the fuck.” Stan shook his head at the Coffee Liquors. “I know you are in here, somewhere. Come on out. You don’t have to be afraid.” Stan continued up and down the aisles. He stepped around a mop bucket. Then he exited the aisles and came back to the check out area. He walked behind the counter. Cautiously, he walked into the room behind the counter. The room was dark. He fumbled for the switch to turn the light on. He finally located the light switch. “And let there be light,” Stan said with a god complex. He flipped the switch and the room brightened up.

Stan looked around the small room. Each of the three other walls lining the dingy room had a door. “I sure as hell don’t like this. I should have obtained a diagram of the building.”

Stan walked to the door that he figured exited to an alley behind the building. He opened the unlocked door and sure enough there was a narrow back street. There was a large van parked, blocking the one lane road right at the door. Stan looked around the van and then looked up and down the lane. “Maybe he was smart enough to run. Maybe he escaped down the asphalt alley.”

 

* * *

Benjamin White, who had wanted to get drunk for the first time, stopped running. He settled his young, sexy, body against a wall. “I am such a fucking coward.” He pulled his cellphone from his pocket. He dialed 911.

“Yeah, this is an emergency. I was at the Orakay Liquor Store over on Orakay and 5th. I saw a man with a mask and gun going into the liquor store.” Benjamin closed his cellphone. He figured that was enough information. He had done his duty.

Benjamin realized he was standing outside of the 5th Side Strip Club. He wondered if he tried to enter the place, if they would check his id.

 

* * *

Stan turned from the alleyway to go back into the liquor store. He closed the door behind himself. He walked to a different door in the small room. The door was locked but it wasn’t much of a door jam and with very little effort Stan had the door opened. Inside the room, with bundles of marijuana, stood the clerk with the owner and another man. The clerk looked familiar but then doesn’t everyone.

Stan said, “You are operating in this neighborhood without permission.”

With a peculiar smirk the owner asked, “You work for the Raovertso Gang?”

“No.”

“So how many damn fucking gangs think they are going to collect from me?” The owner gave the clerk a rather odd look.

“Are you saying that you gave money to the Raovertso and they didn’t give a percent to the RedOaks?”

Before Stan even knew what the hell had happened the clerk had a revolver pointed at his temple.

The clerk Raovertso told him to drop his weapon. “You pay Raovertso. Raovertso doesn’t pay you.”

“So you want a gang war?”

“Your gang only has five people left who aren’t dead and aren’t in jail. I respect your last gasp effort to resurrect yourself, but it isn’t going to happen.”

Stan stared at the clerk. It was only then he realized that he was talking to Raovertso himself. “Why are you clerking at this store?”

“When someone pays me for protection, by God, they get protected. My gang is not like that sorry ass operation that you ran into the ground.”

“You were expecting me? I mean, you were expecting me even before I pulled into the parking lot? Sammy sold me out.”

Raovertso said, “Sammy is tired of you. All of your big plans and never able to execute. Your grand notions got her brother killed.”

Stan laughed. “Her brother got her brother killed.” He very quickly turned the tables and had Raovertso down on the floor and the gun in Raoverto’s hand pointed at his own temple. The shot was quick. The death was sudden. Watching the blood ooze Stan said, “Dumb ass.”

Stan looked at the owner. “You start loading the truck to get this pot moved.”

“Yes sir.” He wasted no time in getting a cart to load the pot to push around to the truck.

Stan looked at the other man who stood still. “So who the hell are you?”

“It is my pot or I guess I should say that it was my pot.”

“You get paid?”

“He was short a thousand but that is no never mind now. If I get out of here alive, I will be happy.”

“You a grower or a handler?”

“Both.”

“Are you honest with your people?”

“I try to be but then this isn’t the first time that I have been cheated. They probably will not trust me after this. I don’t blame them.”

Stan counted out ten one hundred dollar bills to the man. “My name is Stan Wakes. You can usually get word to me from the RedOak Bar. Just give the bartender a $100 bill with your business card and my name written on back. He will give you a $50 bill back with my current business card. Now you better get out of here before the police show up.”

The man left and Stan started helping the owner to load the truck. They quickly got the job done.

Stan said, “Now when the police get here, just tell them it was a robbery gone bad or some such. If there is any tape to that camera outside, or anywhere, lose the tape.”

“There is no video.”

Stan got in the truck with the pot and drove off, but he didn’t drive far before he saw flashing lights in his mirror and a siren singing. “Fuck.” He turned the radio in the truck up loud. He floored the gas. He sped down one road and then another but he found himself going no where fast. If he didn’t lose the cop quickly enough, he knew this was going to end up being one of those kind of car chases on television that people watch for entertainment. How was he going to get out of this predicament?

Stan flipped out his cell phone to call his girl pal Sammy. Sitting with Doug in the bar Samantha Wilder answered Stan’s call for help.

“Like honey we’ve got to time ourselves a quick diversion to get the police off my ass. I seriously need to get this cop’s tongue out of my ass crack. I am in a truck filled with pot. Where are you?”

 

* * *

Talking on her cellphone, Samantha Wilder stood up from the table with Doug White. Doug watched her walk away. She had a nice ass and a hot, prissy walk. Thinking how Samantha knew how to work her ass, his attention turned back to Janet on stage.

Doug pulled some money from his pocket to put in Janet’s G-string. As she came for the money he told her, “I sure would like a lap dance.”

Janet smiled at the young man who looked so innocent. He looked somewhat familiar to her but she wasn’t sure from where. She didn’t say anything but went to the next customer who was dangling money for her attention. Doug felt somewhat rejected but then he noticed Janet kept looking back at him. He wondered if there might still be hope. He wished for the feel of her sexual, sensual form rubbing against his all so horny self.

Samantha Wilder returned to the table but didn’t sit down. “Stud, have you ever had sex in an alley?” She rubbed her hands through his sandy brown hair. “You will like it.”

Doug looked back at Janet. Then he looked at Samantha. “How much will it cost me?”

“No gifts will be required but much appreciated.”

Doug didn’t notice the rather strange, sinister expression on Samantha’s face but from the stage Janet did notice. Janet felt a chill. Maybe it was psychic, maybe it was just knowing that Samantha was a gang member, but Janet felt afraid for the young man.

Doug stood up. Janet watched Doug leave the bar with Samantha. Janet left the stage and talked to one of the Club Managers. “Why do you let that Samantha Wilder in here? She just led a customer out of here. I feel certain she is up to something bad.”

“We don’t judge her and we don’t judge you.”

Janet said, “I am not a gang member. I am a police officer and…”

“You are a police officer who likes to get her freak on in a strip club. I am not judging but…”

“Yeah. I know. If anyone realized what I do on this side of town it would be bad for my career. Still, I’ve got to see if I can find out what Samantha is up to with that young man.”

Janet grabbed a long coat from Marge and left the 5th Side Strip Club. She saw a young man, Benjamin White, standing against a wall. She asked, “Did you just see a man and woman leave the club? Do you know where they went?”

Benjamin White looked at Janet. Her coat accidentally flashed open and he saw her naked breasts. His dick went hard and his brain went blank.

“Can I see your breasts again?” Benjamin asked Janet.

Janet quickly gave the sexy young man a peep as she again asked if he knew where the couple who had just left the bar had gone.

“When I came back from taking piss around the corner I did notice two people walking toward the alley over there. I don’t know whether they came from the club or not though. I only saw them from the back and don’t even even know if it was a man and a woman. It may not be the same couple you are asking about.”

Janet walked across the parking lot to the alley. Benjamin followed right on her heels.

 

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Samantha Wilder led Doug into the alleyway. They walked a short distance and Samantha pushed Doug into a doorway. It was not totally dark as a city light beamed a dim light down from one of the abandoned buildings.

Samantha undid her blouse and ordered Doug to kiss her breasts. He did as she commanded and as she looked into his sweet face she felt a pang of guilt. This was someone’s son and she thought of her dead brother. She wondered why in the hell she was helping Stan Wakes but she knew why. He had obviously come out on top against Raovertso and he had the pot and he had the money and without Raovertso the gang would surely fall back under Stan’s control.

Samantha moaned at the feel of Doug’s tongue against the smooth skin of her ample breasts. As she began to unfasten his pants she moved his mouth from her breasts to her mouth. They kissed. It was a good kiss. It was a better kiss than she had expected. Damn it. She did not want to do what was now planned.

Samantha dropped to her knees and she pulled Doug’s pants down to his ankles. He did have a beautiful cock. She enjoyed the feel of it touching her lips. She licked the full shaft of his cock. She worked it in and out of her mouth. She enjoyed the taste of his cock as she sucked it in and out of her mouth.

Doug moaned. “Oh fuck yeah. Shit. This is better than I ever imagined.” His stomach tightened and he shivered but he did not cum.

Samantha slowed down. She didn’t want him to orgasm too soon.

“I want to feel my cock in your pussy,” Doug told her. “Let us leave this alley and go to a motel.”

“No,” Samantha whispered. “This is dirty. I enjoy dirty.” Samantha kept sucking on his cock.

 

* * *

Janet and Benjamin walked into the edge of the alleyway. They were where they could not be seen. They watched Samantha and Doug. Benjamin did not look at the man’s face in the shadow of the dim light and did not realize he was looking at his brother.

Benjamin whispered, “God, look at her suck on his cock. I wish someone would suck on my cock like that.”

Janet whispered, “Are you even of legal age?”

“Yes. Not to drink booze, but sex, yes.”

Janet whispered, “Samantha isn’t a whore. Stan Wakes is her boyfriend. I feel that something is not right.”

Janet walked away from the alleyway. Benjamin followed her. He wasn’t sure what to say.

Janet entered the 5th Side Strip Club. Benjamin followed her inside and no one questioned him being there, even as they walked to the dressing area where the strippers were changing.

Janet removed Marge’s coat and handed it to her. Benjamin gasped at seeing Janet almost totally naked. He then looked around and saw that he was surrounded by near naked women. He thought he had died and gone to boner heaven.

Marge asked, “So what is Samantha’s game?”

“I don’t know. She is sucking his dick. If she took him back there to rob him she wouldn’t be having sex with him.”

Benjamin said, “I know the crime rate is ridiculous but it would still be strange if I happened on two different crimes during the same night. Maybe the couple just happened to hit it off and are having sex.”

Janet stared at Benjamin. She asked, “Two crimes? What was the other crime you happened to see?”

Benjamin said, “I saw a robbery earlier tonight. Well, I saw a guy covering his face with a red and black checkered scarf or bandanna or whatever you want to call it. And he had a gun in his coat pocket. He was going into the Orakay Liquor Store.”

Marge said, “Red and black scarf. You know Samantha has a scarf like that.”

Janet nodded. “Yeah, but so do I. It was popular at some of the dollar stores around here at one time.” Janet turned her focus back to Benjamin. “So what did you do when you saw the masked man with the gun?”

Benjamin said, “I got the hell out of there. I ran over here. Once safe away from there and over here, I did do my civic duty and I dialed 911 and reported what I saw to the police. I doubt the robber will make it far in that old beat up car of his.”

Marge said, “I saw Stan Wakes driving an old junk of a car a couple of days ago.”

Janet pulled her cellphone from beneath a pile where Marge had folded her street clothes. She called someone on duty working the desk at the police station where she worked. “Hey sugars, can you pull up what is happening with some report of a robbery at the Oarakay Liquor Store?”

While Janet talked on the phone Benjamin began trying to flirt with Marge. He didn’t get far.

Janet told Marge and Benjamin, “There was a murder at Oarakay Liquors. Raovertso was found dead in the Liquor Store. There is now an on going car chase. The police are after a van that came out from behind the Liquor Store. A car was found abandoned in the parking lot with stolen plates. They don’t know who the junk belongs to but I would guess Stan Wakes and I would guess he is the one driving the van. ”

Marge said, “So Stan is getting back control of his gang and his territory by killing Raovertso.”

Janet frowned and said, “No. Stan is going to prison.”

Janet quickly got her street clothes on. She quickly left the 5th Side Strip Club to return to the alleyway. Benjamin followed after her. Janet told him to stay at the club but he ignored her.

 

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Samantha stopped sucking on Doug’s cock. She played with his throbbing member for a moment and then stood up. As she and Doug started kissing she worked herself around where she was standing against the door and Doug was standing in the alleyway facing Samantha and the door.

Samantha pulled her panties down and lifted her skirt up. Doug slammed his cock to penetrate her pussy fast and hard. “I will be a virgin no more,” Doug moaned. “Oh God, this feels so good.” They kissed as he moved his cock in and out of her pussy. They kissed and they kissed. The kissed some more between expletives. “Fuucck. Hellllll. I may never send a Valentine’s Day card to my right hand again.”

Samantha giggled, “You are funny. And so sexy. This is so goooood.” Then Samantha heard a siren. She tightened her lips and her eyes grimaced shut for she knew the horrible thing she was about to do.

Doug saw tears and he asked, “Am I making you cry?”

Samantha’s phone made a sound to let her know that a text message had been received but the text message was not needed. Samantha could hear the sound of a siren growing louder as the car chase, with her boyfriend fleeing the police, approached. Then Samantha saw the van turn into the alleyway with the lone police car right behind it. As of yet no additional police had been called to join the chase.

Doug stared at the headlights of the speeding van. He moved into the doorway area and tight against Samantha to avoid being hit by the van. The moment after the van passed, Samantha shoved Doug. Screaming in tears she yelled, “Oh no!” like what she had done was an accident. With his pants around his ankles he hit against the side of the Police Car and spun around and bent forward landing on the hood of the police car. His head hit against the windshield as the Police Car slid squealing to a halt.

Frantically, Samantha quickly pulled her panties up and opened the door to the abandoned building and without being seen by the police vanished into the building.

Janet didn’t have a gun and could do nothing as she saw the van speed off. She and Benjamin raced down the alley to join the Police Officer who was checking Doug to see if he was still alive. Janet and Benjamin saw Doug on the hood of the police car. They saw his face smashed against the windshield. The police officer checked his pulse and then called into the police radio mic attached to the sleeve of his uniform to let dispatch and any officers on the frequency to know what was happening. Then the officer gently positioned Doug off the windshield to reposition him on the car hood. The over weight officer with a gruff face and mean expression said, “You are going to be okay kid. You are going to be okay.” In the dim light Benjamin and Janet could see the officer was fighting back tears. Then Benjamin looked at the face of the man on the hood of the police car.

“Fucking hell. That is my brother Doug.” Benjamin ran to his brother to get a closer look. He hoped he was wrong in thinking it was his brother, but he saw he was right. It was Doug. In hysterical tears Benjamin climbed onto the hood of the police car and lay next to his brother. “This night can’t be real. This can’t be real. Doug. Doug. Please don’t die.”

An image of Doug and Benjamin playing, rough housing, in the Apartment pool, flashed in Janet’s mind. Until that moment she had not realized they were her neighbors in the Minion Plex. Janet looked at the police officer and he looked at her. Janet said, “I think the woman he was with is in that abandoned building.”

Benjamin pulled his brother’s pants up. Benjamin said, “No one has to know he was in the alley with a whore. Do they? My parents would expect that from me or Bobby but not from Doug. People don’t have to know he was with a whore, do they?”

The police officer said, “It is not related to the case; the chase. As far as I am concerned he was just taking a piss in the alley.”

Janet eased closer to the police officer. She said, “The woman was Samantha Wilder. If the man driving the van is Stan Wakes, she is his girlfriend.”

“Shit, fuck. You are saying the woman pushed the kid in front of my car to stop the chase.”

“I don’t know that for sure. I can’t prove it. I don’t even know if Stan Wakes was the one driving the van. I didn’t see the driver. I just wanted you to know what happened here might be related to the case.”

Benjamin said, “So. A woman pushed Doug in front of the police car while he was taking a piss. You don’t have to say they were having sex in the alleyway. Do you?”

Janet said, “I didn’t see anyone having sex.”

The officer nodded. “God I wish EMS would get the fuck here.”

Benjamin asked, “To which hospital will he be taken. I’ve got to call my parents. I’ve got to let them know.”

“Grady. Then if your parents want him moved and if he is able, he can be moved to a different hospital.” The officer whispered to Janet, “Can you get the kid away from his brother. Tell him that you will drive him to the hospital. He doesn’t need to ride with his brother. There is a chance his brother will be DOA and the kid does not need to be there for that.”

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Chapter 6

 

Alicia Silver stared at Tommy Harris. “Well that was a fine mess. It spoiled all of my fun. Still, it presents a puzzle. How shall I get around Amberline Darko’s spell so as to kill Steve Webster.”

Tommy said, “Why not just leave Steve alone?”

“No. The way I have it figured, if I were to shoot a bullet at Steve the bullet would come back to shoot me. I tried to use a serial killer to kill Steve and the serial killer tried to kill me. I wonder if I were to order you to kill Steve if then you would try to kill me. Is the spell so powerful that it would cause a betrayal even given our bond.”

“Please do not give such an order.”

“I can rescind the order. That was so proven with Kyle.”

“What if you can’t rescind it in time?”

“Do you honestly think you would be able to kill me?”

“I do not wish to anger you but still I fear I must warn you with a reminder. The mortal serial killer had you running.”

“But now I know to rescind the order.”

“True but please do not give me such an order.”

“I want you to suck the blood, the life from Jane Wilifar until she is near death. I want you to gain control of her so that she is your slave. Then you know what I wish for you to order her to do. You do know the order that I will not this moment mention.”

“Of course. I will make her my slave and I will order her to kill Steve Webster and then she will try to kill me.”

“I think the spell is specific to me.”

“And if you are wrong?”

“If she tries to kill you then you rescind the order.”

“So I guess that I am going to New York.”

 

* * *

Billy helped everyone settle into Hutch’s place. They very quickly discovered that all the interviews had been cancelled as someone had sent word that Kyle Kingerstone would not be available. Alicia indeed had used a spell to clean the murder scene of Kyle before the police arrived. No one knew that he was dead.

June Ross was rather pissed that her five minutes of fame had been cancelled. Then Hutch offered her a job at the magazine he had decided to buy from his friend. That made her very happy. Sissy and Howard were glad that they were going to have time to go site seeing around New York and not be bothered with having to prep for or do any media interviews. They had no desire to work or live in New York.

Steve drove over to Jane’s place. He would be staying with her. That was the plan. She greeted him at the door to her mansion with a smile and Steve remembered how much fun they’d had together. They had remained friends after her move, at first with frequent communications, but then they had grown apart and of course Steve did prefer men to women. Still, there had been a spark between the two. It was not a platonic relationship. Steve had enjoyed sex with Jane.

Steve came into the main room of the mansion. He looked around at the tasteful, conservative decor. Then his stare fixed upon Jane dressed in colorful, almost gaudy fashion. “I’ve never been here before. Still it seems so familiar. And that hippy like, 70’s dress you are wearing feels as though it is an ordinary part of your every day look though I suspect you have not changed that much. I’ve never seen you wearing that style and yet I think I have.” Steve took a deep breath. In an apprehensive voice he stated, “I’ve dreamed this moment before.”

Jane laughed. “And what happened next in this moment, your dream?”

Steve picked Jane up into his arms. He looked at the staircase. “Your bedroom is the first bedroom on the right at the top of the stairs and that is where I am going to carry you.” Steve carried her up the stairs. He gently laid her down on the bed. He crawled into the bed and lay next to her. He snuggled with her. He kissed her on the neck. Each side of her tender neck he kissed. There was no vampire mark and yet he thought there might be. Steve said, “Jane you are in danger. Do you believe in vampires?”

“No.”

Steve pulled out his cellphone. He called Billy. “You know how you told me about Tommy Harris being a vampire and that he was with Alicia Silver.”

Billy said, “Yes.”

“I think Jane is in jeopardy from him. I’ve had some kind of premonition. Jane is in danger.”

“What do you want me to do?”

“Come over here to her place. Stay here with us.”

“Okay.”

Steve and Billy hung up. Jane gave Steve a hard look. She got out of bed and walked over to her dresser. She began to brush her hair.

“I remember you brushing your hair that way when you were angry. I am sorry I have made you mad. I am scared for you.”

Jane said, “You should be scared for yourself.”

“Why? I don’t understand.”

Tommy stepped out of the closet. “I didn’t bite her. I just hypnotized her. I didn’t want to hurt her. I don’t want to hurt you but Alicia…”

Steve said, “But you will bite her. You will feed on her. That is what I saw. I didn’t see you coming out of the closet. I didn’t see this moment.”

Jane pulled a gun from her dresser drawer. She pointed the gun at Steve. She pulled the trigger. Her aim was off and the bullet struck into the wall. She fired another bullet and it vanished.

Tommy heard Alicia screaming in thought. “I am having to outrun this damn fucking bullet. Rescind the order. Rescind the order.”

Tommy screamed, “Order rescinded.”

Tommy then vanished and Jane passed out and fell to the floor. Steve picked Jane up into his arms. You are still in danger from the vampire witch and her slave. Steve put Jane into her bed. “I wish Billy would get here soon.”

 

* * *

When Billy arrived at Jane Wilfar’s Mansion he did not knock on the door as the door was not locked. He entered the mansion and called out for Steve. Steve walked to the top of the stairs and looked down at Billy.

Steve said, “Your friend Tommy Harris was here. He had Jane hypnotized to shoot me, When she shot at me, the bullet fired through the ether so that the Vampire Witch Alicia Silver had to run from the bullet.”

“Run from a bullet. She must be fast.”

“And dangerous. Do you know of a way to change the future so that Jane will not be bit by Tommy the Vampire?”

“I don’t know shit and I don’t know how to get the Legman to come out and protect you.”

Jane came out of her room. “What happened? Did I really try to shoot you or was that just a dream?”

“It was real. You were hypnotized but at least he didn’t bite you to make you his slave in that way.”

Jane looked down at Billy. “You were not lying when you told me how handsome Billy Bingo is. It would have been fun to have had a three-way with him.”

“What do you mean would have? It is still possible. We can ask?”

Jane shook her head no. “Steve, the main reason I wanted you to come here for my brother’s wedding is I wanted you to come here so I could tell you something.”

“What?” Steve asked.

“I have a cancer. I am dying. I might live another couple of years or I might die in just a few months.”

Steve wasn’t sure what to say. His heart sank. He mumbled, “There must be some way to save you?”

“No. The cancer has spread too far. My doctors have been honest with me. They say there is no hope.”

“My mom knows witches who have healing powers. When Billy is the Legman he might have healing powers. You can be healed.”

“No. I am ready to die.”

“Ready to die. That is a crazy bitch ass thing to think.”

Jane laughed. “You always did know the right thing to say. Not.”

Steve tried to sound tough but his voice cracked. “Don’t say you want to die. Now I wish Tommy had bit you and turned you into a vampire.”

Jane said, “I am tired and I am ready to leave this world. I believe in God. I believe in heaven. I am not afraid.”

“Please don’t give up on life.” Steve tried to joke. “As much as you like three-ways; I suspect three-ways are frowned upon in heaven.”

Jane shrugged. “I don’t know. When I think of heaven I always picture Marilyn Monroe, Elvis Presley, and James Dean in a three-way. I sure would like to be Marilyn Monroe in that sandwich.”

The Legman whispered to Billy, “That girl is never going to make it to heaven but she will be welcomed to a good place. I will not let her be taken to hell.”

Billy whispered back to his inner-self. “Can you cure her cancer?”

The Legman whispered, “My magic cannot save someone who wants to die.”

Billy walked up the stairs. “They will not let you into heaven.”

Steve screamed, “Billy! You of all people should not judge. Why would you say such a thing to someone who is dying?”

Billy ignored Steve but focused on Jane. He told her, “You can be cured but only if you want to live. Tell me, why do you want to die?”

“I am ready to die but that does not mean that I want to die.”

“But you do.” Billy said as the Legman emerged and Billy became the Legman. “If you want to live I can cure you; but the truth is that you do not want to live. Tell me what is so awful that you have given up on life.”

“If you know so much then you tell me.”

The Legman thought a moment. “You were pregnant with Steve’s son and you had an abortion. That has preyed on your mind, on your sanity, to the point that you wish yourself dead. I can put your son back inside of you. You can have a happy son. Will that make you want to live?”

“What if I am not a good mother? What if I am such a bad mother I hurt him worse than even not allowing him to be born?”

“You are providing a vessel for a soul that already is and that soul is as reluctant to want life as you are reluctant to give it. He is scared just as you are scared.”

“Why?”

“His last life was not a very pleasant life. Truth is, there is some comfort when we are in the shadows of death. On some level you remember that peaceful calm; that resting sleep of death. It can be nice when all is calm just as it can be scary when the shadows frolic and the heathen rage. Even as horrifying as the shadows can be, earth can also seem a creepy, intimidating abode of human tragedy and painful shackles that create memories haunting even into the shadows of death. The lives we live on earth can make the shadows that much more frightening. There is the fear of what is in the shadows and there is the fear of what might be in life. It is that fear, and dare I say regret, that freezes both of you in a moment of time that is your sorrow and your shame.”

“Sorrow? Shame? It is more a fear that rest in self doubt that caused my decision I sometimes do regret. I doubted and do doubt that I can be a good mother. What if I can’t give him a pleasant life? What if I raise him to be a failure or worse: a criminal. What if I raise him to be a serial killer or even more nightmarish, the President of the United States?”

“To show him grace. To love him. To help him find the light. That will be pleasant enough and you will have help.”

“You are that powerful of a witch. You can honestly put my baby back inside of me.”

“I can and if you want to live, I can help you to live. What is your choice? The choice is yours.”

Jane smiled at Steve. “Dear, are you ready to be a father?”

Steve grabbed Jane up into his arms and together they spun round with smiles and laughter.

So the Legman placed the baby back inside of Jane and her cancer vanished.

Steve told Jane, “So I guess we should plan a wedding.”

Jane shook her head no. “I want you to be the father of my baby and be a good father. I want us to have a closeness and keep the love we have always shared alive. To some, I guess, marriage is a beautiful thing but it is not for us. You will find someone who has a dick between their legs who will share your home and I…. Well, I don’t know if I will ever find a love greater than my love for you but I will look.”

The Legman asked, “So what of the man who left you alone, dying, in this place you chose to be your tomb?”

“Do I need to tell you? Can’t you just know it.”

“You do not need to tell me. You do not need to tell Steve?”

“Tell me what?” Steve asked.

Jane whispered, “Tell him.”

“He tried to kill her. He stole money from her. He kept her a virtual prisoner here until her brother discovered what was happening?”

Steve screamed, “I will kill him. What is his name? If you do not tell me, I will find it out.”

The Legman said, “He is a ghost now. He is in this room. If he does not leave this place soon his ghost will find the angels of hell coming for him.”

Jane said, “I felt he has been haunting me, but my health has been fragile and with that my sanity.”

The Legman nodded. “He is gone now. He knows not to return.”

Steve said, “I am still afraid for Jane. I still can’t forget that premonition where I saw Tommy Harris bite Jane.”

“Every time he or any vampire tries to bite her they will be returned to their coffin. I do not wish Tommy to be hurt. I think there is hope for him.”

The Legman then vanished back into Billy and Billy emerged. Billy remembered not what had been said or had transpired. Steve told him some of it but not all of it. Steve now fully understood that Billy was not just a witch but a great deal more. How much more he could only guess in fantasy. A lesser god? A hand for the greater God? In early days the visages of the lesser gods were partly for their pleasure but even then they played a part in a greater destiny. New ages are not forged by mortals or even witches. They are forged by the lesser gods in agreement with the One God. When they come to earth there is indeed something afoot. That is what Steve’s mother had told him. Linda had asked her son what purpose Steve thought Billy might serve. Steve had no idea. At the time the conversation had seemed somewhat silly as at that time he did not know that which his mother would later teach him.

Steve stared at Billy as did Jane. They both knew they were with a great one and yet as Billy he seemed somewhat ordinary. Steve said, “The Legman has helped us in ways we know he is not an ordinary witch.”

Billy nodded.

“A lesser god does not come to earth to just be Billy Bingo.” Steve paused as he considered his words. “Some say lesser gods come to earth to forge a new age. What do you think the new age might be like that the gods are planning?”

“I don’t know. You should have asked the Legman.”

Steve smiled. “I doubt he would have answered. Still, I have my curiosity as I feel I am on the cusp of being part of something great, but I don’t know what. I had heard things that had made me think the Legman was something of a hood. Dangerous. Then there he was with us and I saw a kindness about him. He helped us.”

“I am glad he helped you. Understand though I was the one who was the gang member, the hood. I was the one who was dangerous. I was the one who had murder in my heart for what was done to my mother.”

Jane said, “You are the same person. He is somewhere inside you and you are somewhere inside him. I know you are both good.”

“I hope that is who I am. Good. Good both in wanting to help people as well as having the skill to help them. Still, I have a military mind and I look at adversaries as a potential conquest on a battlefield.” Billy was not sure why he would have said such a thing to Jane. Billy questioned himself. “Are those my words or the Legman’s words?”

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Chapter 5

Raymond Bing, Billy Bingo, and Howard Bing checked into a Hotel near the Atlanta Airport. They did not want to have to make an early morning drive to the airport and they figured staying next to the airport would insure they did not miss their flight. Howard’s girlfriend Sissy Devlin and her friend June Ross checked into a different room with Sissy’s Aunt Willow Devlin.

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Howard told Billy and Raymond, “You two share that bed and I will sleep in this bed. Now I don’t want you two doing any of that gay shit while I am in the room.”

Billy said, “I will sleep in this bed. Raymond will sleep in that bed. And you can sleep on a cot I will have them bring in.”

Howard said, “Explain to me again why I should not rent my own room and not have to share a room with you two sissy boys.”

Billy said, “Because you, who thinks with your pecker, helped get a serial killer released from prison and it is up to us sissy boys to keep you alive.”

Howard frowned and hit a table at the front window with his fist. “I keep telling you he isn’t guilty. Sissy and June proved that he isn’t guilty.”

Raymond said, “They proved that the case had flaws. They proved that the judge made errors. They proved the D.A. made errors. They proved there was a level of reasonable doubt given the case that was presented. That hardly means that Kyle Kingsterone is not a serial killer.”

Howard said, “Most everyone now thinks he is innocent, that is, except for you two asshole nut jobs.”

Billy called the front desk to get a cot brought up. He then ordered a pizza be delivered both to their room and the Devlin room. Still fully dressed Billy settled into his bed to work on a crossword puzzle and to watch a silly sitcom on TV. Raymond opened up a book to read as he settled in at the table across from his nephew.

Howard asked, “Since you two are gay I guess you love Obama.”

Raymond looked at his nephew. “Please. Obama is just George Bush 2.0 with an Hawaiian tan.”

Howard asked, “Billy what do you think?”

“It doesn’t matter what I think. I don’t have a magic wand to control the world.”

Raymond laughed as Billy and Raymond gave one another an odd look. Howard noticed their strange glances but decided he would not explore what the inside joke might be.

Howard asked, “So Billy, what do you think of my girlfriend?” Howard had noticed when they were checking into the Hotel that Billy was eyeballing his girlfriend and her aunt.

“Sissy is beautiful and her aunt is also quite the knockout and exquisite. I think you should stop being such an asshole to your uncle and fix him up with her Aunt. “

Howard laughed. “Willow is not a man in drag. She does not have a dick.”

“Raymond is divorced from a woman. You know when you assume Raymond might not be interested in a classy, beautiful woman just makes you an ass.”

Howard looked at his Uncle. He started to say something but then he didn’t. He thought a second. “Well, she is a nice lady and even if you are not interested in her sexually she probably would be a good friend to you. Sissy was telling me that she has been lonely since her roommate moved out. If the occasion arises I will try to get you two to do things together.”

Raymond asked, “Willow isn’t seeing anyone?”

“No,” Howard answered.

Billy asked, “So what was her last boyfriend like? Do you know?”

“I don’t know. Since I have been seeing Sissy, as far as I know Willow hasn’t been dating. Sissy has been worried about her being alone. Sissy didn’t really like Willow’s roommate. She told me that the roommate was a rough woman and always had a really bad haircut. Still, even though Sissy didn’t like the woman she now wishes the roommate had not moved out because her Aunt has been so sad, in a total funk, since then.”

“I have been in something of a funk myself.” Then Billy thought a second. Billy laughed. “Wait. Sissy didn’t like the roommate because she was quote, rough, and she had a really bad haircut.”

Raymond said, “Yeah, Billy, you caught Sissy’s code-speak too, didn’t you?”

Howard asked, “What?”

Raymond grinned. “Yeah, my nephew is not the sharpest knife in the drawer but I guess I love him anyway.”

“Okay. I am not the sharpest knife in the drawer. What are you two saying?”

Billy stared at Howard. “We are saying that we think Willow is not so different from Raymond and me and that your girlfriend should not use crude stereotypes to describe someone.”

Howard was about to say something when there was a knock on the door. “Whatever.” Howard rolled his eyes as he opened the door. Seeing Sissy standing behind the bellboy and pizza delivery man, Howard stepped out to be with his girlfriend. Billy and Raymond both went to the door.

A bellboy brought the cot in and for a tip set it up under Billy’s directions while Raymond handled the pizza delivery man who quickly left. Willow and June came into the room with Howard and Sissy laughing and joking about something. After Billy was finished helping to get the cot set up and the bellboy had left, Billy got a piece of pizza and a drink from the fridge and crawled back into his bed. Willow got a slice of pizza and a drink and crawled into the bed with Billy while June crawled into Raymond’s bed. Raymond handed her a drink and a slice of pizza while he got his own. Raymond then sat back down at the table. Howard and Sissy got their food and drinks and snuggled together on the cot.

Willow asked Billy, “So do you really think we are all in danger from Kyle?”

“I don’t know, but we do not want to take any chances.” Billy asked, “So is Kyle going to be on the plane with us?”

June shook her head. She frowned. “Some more detective.”

Willow said, “No. He is on the no fly list. He will be traveling to New York by train.”

“Oh. I was kind of hoping to meet him in person to try to size him up. Willow, have you met him?”

“Yes. Yes. I have.”

“What did you think about him?”

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The Folcroft Ghosts
by Darcy Coates
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“I would totally like to take my niece’s side and say your sister is all wrong, but I am not sure. There is something off about him. There is a reason the jury found him guilty and it obviously was not because of what a great job the D.A. did.”

Sissy said, “He was totally charming to you. He is as nice as he can be. I can’t believe he would hurt a fly.”

“Honey, I could be totally wrong and you are right. I am just being honest with Billy. And the truth is that I do not trust people who are overly smooth and appear friendly even when you insult them. Like if I give you some kind of yo mama, give me a yo mama back. Tangle with me. Dance with me. Don’t send a chill down my spine with a smile.”

Howard said, “Well, I understand that. Raymond sometimes gives me that smile.”

Raymond threw his head back to look at the ceiling. “When I do tangle with you in disagreement you storm off to insult me to your father, my brother, with whom I want to continue to be on speaking terms.”

Willow nodded. “Well, I understand that. My roommate used to do that toward the end of us living together. And I am sure I do that when I really do not want to fight with someone I love.”

Billy agreed. “Yes. We all do the friendly when sometimes we’d rather fight but then we don’t really want to fight because we know it will just make a situation worse.”

Willow said, “Exactly, but this is different with Kyle. I guess I am not explaining it very well. And maybe if I didn’t know he had once been a convicted serial killer I might look at his mannerisms differently.”

June said, “Well, I think he is innocent.”

Sissy said, “Yeah, we would not have worked that hard to get him freed if we thought he were guilty.”

Willow screamed, “Oh my God. The three of you worked maybe two days on this project. Some anonymous person gave you all the information you used.” Willow mocked her niece, “Worked so hard.” Willow bit into her slice of pizza and took a drink. “I worked harder in college to get laid than you worked to get this serial killer released. That in itself should clue you in that something is not right here. Who the hell do you think you are? Steve Jobs and Bill Gates being escorted through the xerox labs so the illuminati can make you rich and famous. Someone was using you.”

Sissy screamed, “What? Who the hell are Steve Jobs and Bill Gates and what the hell does that even mean? You are always saying things that do not make any sense to me.”

Howard said, “She is trying to make you feel dumb. Raymond does that to me all of the time. Your Aunt never wanted you to do this project.”

Willow nodded. “You got that last part right. I did not want her to do the project and I sure as hell did not want her to start dating you.” Willow slapped Billy on the leg. “The girl never listens to me.”

Smiling, Raymond observed quietly the different banter between the people in the room. Even the disagreements made him feel silently joyful. Then Billy began to notice Raymond. He knew Raymond did not have many friends beyond family and Billy’s parents and maybe one or two co-workers and of course Hutch. Then Billy thought that was probably more than he, himself, had.

Billy asked Raymond, “What are you smiling about?”

“I like this. This is so much better than sitting home alone and watching reruns on Television.”

“I guess.” Billy asked, “So Willow, do you have much of a social life.”

“Hell no. Why do you think I jumped at the chance of going to New York with my niece. So Billy, what about you? Are you a regular social butterfly?”

Raymond said, “Billy has been mending a broken heart. The woman he loves married someone else.”

Howard questioned, “Woman?”

Willow smiled. “Howard was telling me that you and Billy are gay.”

“I thought gay men are only friends with gay men.”

Billy said, “That is stupid but I am bisexual as is Raymond.”

Howard screamed, “Please. Raymond is totally into guys. Bisexual is just a term used by gay men who refuse to accept they prefer men to women or do not want people to think of them as queer.”

Raymond said, “I guess there was a time I did care what people think but that was not the reason I married. I loved my wife. Then that divorce was so messy and she lied. I did not have an affair with a man. I was faithful to her.”

Willow smiled at Raymond. “I know what you mean. My roommate started making up all kind of crazy shit about me.”

Billy asked, “Why would your roommate do that?”

Willow looked at her niece and became quiet. She didn’t answer Billy’s question.

Sissy finally spoke up. “The bitch was going to do a palimony suit against Aunt Willow. My father finally gave her $50,000 to get lost and she took it.”

“My brother gave her money?”

“She was hurting you and it was going to get worse. Please do not tell him that I told you.”

“No. I won’t. So you know?”

Howard’s mouth fell open and he rolled his eyes as he looked at Billy. He then looked at his Uncle. “Rough and bad haircut is code-speak for lesbian. I totally did not understand that.”

Sissy punched Howard and laughed. “You are so stupid but I love you anyway.”

Howard stared at Sissy. “Love.” Then he felt butterflies in his stomach. “This is love. I do love you.” Howard kissed Sissy hard on the lips. “No matter how stupid I am, please don’t stop loving me.”

Willow almost teared up. “Fuck. Hell. Even I am starting to like the dumb little Nazi.” Then Willow pulled a picture of her roommate from her billfold and showed it to Billy. “That really is not that bad of a haircut.”

“Keeping a picture of your X. That is like self torture.”

“So show me a picture of Rachel.”

Billy reached into back pocket and pulled out his billfold. He pulled out a picture or Rachel with Dirk. He showed the picture to Willow but both Sissy and June moved from the cot and the bed to sneak a peek.

Willow said, “Is that the guy she married? You a keep a picture of her with her husband?”

“I consider them both family and I would die for either one of them.”

June said, “Die for them. Shit. If I saw my X drowning I think I would stand on the shore and wave goodbye.”

Sissy punched her friend. “You would not. I know about that loan you gave him the other day.”

June rubbed her arm. “I don’t know why I did that. I don’t love him. I don’t even like him. I guess old habits are hard to break.” Then June took the picture from Billy and took a closer look at it. “Oh my God, they were in the society page. Fucking rich. Huge wedding. So Billy boy, you are well connected. I didn’t realize.”

Howard walked over to look at the picture. He commented, “She is not that pretty.”

Billy took the picture back from June and Howard. “I don’t know why I love her. There is a lot about me that I don’t really understand.”

Howard eased back to the cot with Sissy. Sitting back down he told Billy. “I don’t always understand why I do shit either; but it sometimes works out.” Howard kissed Sissy.

Willow fell asleep in Billy’s arms. Sissy fell asleep in Howard’s arms. June returned to Raymond’s bed alone and fell asleep. Raymond got up and left the room, planning to sleep in the Devlin Hotel room.

 

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Kyle Kingsterone thought he was the most lucky man in the world. One day he was sitting in isolation on death row and the next day he was signing a bunch of papers and being let out of prison as though it were all just a dream. He didn’t much like that he had to play nice with the college kids responsible. It sort of pissed him off that he had to go to New York to talk to various journalist and media people.

Before he realized that he was on a no fly list, he had rented a room at the Hotel next to the airport. It was not that far from the Train Station and he decided it was just as good of a place as any to stay until time for his scheduled departure.

He thought he was dreaming when the witch vampire Alicia Silver appeared, as from thin air, into his room. Then when he realized that he was indeed awake he imagined she was akin to the tooth fairy, a magical creature, and he thought how much fun he might have killing the tooth fairy.

Kyle saw Alicia in the mirror as she appeared at his back. Nude, Kyle continued shaving with a straight razor. Their eyes met in the mirror and the thought of Dracula meeting Frankenstein amused Alicia. She laughed. Alicia said, “So dear boy do you want to thank your fairy godmother for casting the spell that got you released from death row.” Actually her work had been more technical through the college kids than magical.

“Not particularly. So what is in it for you? What is your game?”

Alicia was somewhat befuddled at Kyle’s non-reaction to her appearing in his room through magic. She said, “Straight to the point. No sense of fun. I bet you did not even get one ounce of pleasure from all those people you murdered.”

“You would lose that bet. What is your game?”

Alicia caused an image of Steve Webster to appear in the mirror. If you can kill this man before a friend of mine can kill you, then I will let you live.”

“You will let me live?” There was the sound of derision and a challenge to her authority in his voice.

“Well, I will turn you into a vampire which is sort of living but not technically.”

Now Alicia did not know that Linda’s friend, Amberline Darko, had put a spell in place to protect Steve from Alicia or that Kyle would so be effected by any such spell to place Alicia, herself, in danger. Regardless he was effected and the moment Alicia gave the kill order to Kyle, Kyle turned to point his straight razor toward Alicia. Alicia quickly reacted to Kyle’s threatening her with the razor. She attempted to use her magic against Kyle but her magic did not work.

Backing away from Kyle, Alicia screamed, “Fucking hell. Tommy! I need you. Bring our swords.” The mighty sword had always been Alicia’s favorite weapon; even when not fighting other witches. Alicia repeated, “Bring our swords.”

Kyle also preferred using a sword and dropped his razor to the floor. One of the first things that Kyle had done when he was released from prison, as soon as he could lose the college kids who had gotten him released, was to go to a junk / collectible store and buy a sword for himself. As Alicia watched, Kyle rushed to his hanging clothes bag and pulled his own sword from it. Alicia slowly, sneaky like, moved from the bathroom. Her intent was to reach the door to exit the Hotel Room but she had to pass by Kyle first.

Kyle laughed as he swung his sword in her direction. The tip of the sword missed impact against her flesh but by a gnat’s hair. “So tooth fairy, do you want to die by the sword? Killing you with the sharp edged cut from this beautiful sword of mine will so please me.”

Alicia tried to vanish. She could not. “Tommy, get your ass here. My magic is not working against this monster.”

Feeling the terror and the horror emanating from his master, Tommy screamed back to Alicia. “Crazy bitch, run. I am not a witch. Even though we are fast, we vampires can not just snap our fingers and be somewhere. You get your ass out of there”

Alicia dodged the mad, wild swings of Kyle’s sword toward her head. She made her way toward the door. She opened the door. She picked up a chair next to the door and threw it at Kyle as she ran along the balcony in her gothic flowing gown. “Why couldn’t I have chosen today to have worn my sexy short, shorts.”

Nude and holding a sword, Kyle chased after Alicia.

Alicia glanced back at the monster chasing after her, “Yeah, you just keep on swinging that sword. I hope you cut your dick off.”

 

* * *

Raymond had just left his Hotel Room with Billy and Howard when Alicia ran toward him with the nude Kyle chasing after her and swinging the sword. Raymond backed into the Hotel room and he screamed, “Kyle is out here naked and trying to kill some woman.”

June rolled over in Raymond’s bed. With her eyes closed she moaned, “I am pretty sure Kyle has a room closer to the Train Station. Must be someone else.”

Raymond looked at June with his Matthew Perry look of befuddlement. “Must be someone else? How many killers do you think are running around?” Then he stared at Kyle staring at him. “Oh hell.”

Willow and Billy both jumped out of bed. They saw Raymond backing away from Kyle who now had turned his attention from Alicia toward Raymond. Kyle wasn’t exactly threatening Raymond with the sword but it was not clear what he was planning. Kyle looked confused. Billy dived to move between Raymond and Kyle, to protect Raymond.

When Alicia saw that Kyle wasn’t chasing her she stopped. Thinking the danger might be over she walked back to where Kyle stood with Billy but she made sure she remained where Kyle could not strike her with his sword. From where she stood she could see Billy and she also could see Willow. Willow and she stared into each other’s eyes.

Billy told Kyle, “You do not want to hurt Raymond. You don’t.”

“No. It would be fun to kill him but right now it is this Tooth Fairy woman I want to kill. I can’t allow this woman, this Tooth Fairy, to make me kill Steve Webster. Killing him is not allowed. I must kill this woman.”

“What?”

“I am not repeating myself.” Kyle swung his sword, again trying to kill Alicia but he missed. Alicia screamed, “Help me.” She continued screaming as she took off running.

Kyle ran fast after Alicia.

Billy told Raymond to stay and protect the girls. “I am going to see if I can stop him.”

Raymond said, “Billy. Protect your head. Remember.”

As Billy rushed after Kyle, Billy screamed back to Raymond. “I know. Son of a bitch would have a sword.”

Billy ran to catch up with Kyle. “Stop this now. We will not report it,” Billy told him.

Kyle cried. “I can’t stop it. I can’t stop. It is forbidden that Steve Webster be killed. I don’t know who he is. I don’t know what this is about. I just know when she showed me a picture of Steve Webster in the mirror and told me to kill him then something snapped.”

Billy and Kyle ran side by side. “I don’t know who this woman is that you are chasing but I can not allow you to kill her.”

Accidentally, Alicia ran into a dead end alleyway with no way to escape Kyle. Billy and Kyle both stood with Alicia when Tommy Harris appeared next to her. Tommy had been running fast enough to appear invisible but when he stopped running to save Alicia it was the same as if he had appeared as though through magic. Tommy held two large swords. He quickly tossed one of the swords to Alicia.

Billy stared at Tommy Harris. “You are alive. You aren’t dead?”

Tommy said, “I am a vampire.” His explanation was simple, to the point, and oddly the truth.

Tommy and Alicia both took a stance to fight Kyle. Tommy told Billy, “Billy, get out of here. Just get out of here. When she is finished killing Kyle she is just as likely to try to kill you.”

Kyle spit. “That Tooth Fairy witch can’t kill me so long as she is trying to give me orders to kill Steve Webster.”

Alicia laughed. “Of course.” Alicia slapped her forehead. “So I rescind that order.”

Dizzy, dazed, confused, Kyle fell to ground on his knees. Alicia swung her sword and cut his head off. His head rolled on the ground as blood spewed from his throat.

Alicia laughed, “Dumb bastard.” Then Alicia looked at Tommy. “I can’t believe Linda Webster thought to have Amberline Darko put a spell in place to protect Steve. That spoiled all of our fun.”

Alicia stared at Billy and through Billy she saw the aura of an old adversary. That was something she hadn’t expected to see. When people had warned her about Billy and the Legman she had been dismissive; but now she saw her old enemy and she knew their warnings were not wrong.

Alicia and Tommy vanished, leaving Billy standing in the alley with a headless corpse. Sirens blared as the Legman took control of Billy and then with the snap of his fingers took Billy out of the alley and back near his Hotel Room. It was Billy, not the Legman, who walked into the room. Everyone asked Billy what had happened.

“The woman used a sword and she cut Kyle’s head off. Before the police showed up we both got out of there and left the police to find what they will find.”

Sissy said, “You can’t do that. You have to go back. You have to tell the police what happened.”

Howard shouted. “The hell he does. We got a damned fucking serial killer the hell out of jail and now you want my Uncle’s friend to put himself in a position where he might get arrested. Hell, fucking no.”

June said, “He is more likely to get into trouble by fleeing the scene of a crime.”

Billy asked, “Did any of you call 911?”

June said, “No. Raymond and Willow would not let us call the police. Raymond insisted you would be able to handle it and for some reason Willow agreed.”

Billy gave a thankful glance at Willow and saw the tears streaming down her face. Willow said, “Tell us the truth. Tell us. Forget what the girls are saying. They will tell no one.”

Billy said, “They are studying to be journalist.”

“And they need to learn now what to report and what not to report.”

“Look. You really want to know the truth of the matter.” Billy thought a moment and was not even sure where he was getting the full truth of the matter from. He had not consciously fully thought out what the hell had just happened. Still, he told the truth. It spewed from his mouth. “A witch fed you three information to get a serial killed freed. She intended to use the serial killer to kill Steve Webster but Steve Webster was protected by another witch so when she gave the order, the serial killer began trying to kill her. In an alleyway, after a vampire she controls showed up with two swords, she realized to get her powers back all she needed to do was rescind the order to kill Steve Webster. After she did that she then cut the head of Kyle Kingsterone off. She beheaded him. She and the vampire vanished and I got the hell out of there. If I left any DNA evidence in the alley—the alley is probably filled with the DNA of all sorts of people—and the police come after me—I will deal with it.”

Sissy looked at Raymond. “My God, your friend is totally insane. He believes in witches and vampires.”

Howard stared at his girlfriend. “I love you. I seriously do. And I know you are one of the smartest people I have ever known, but the world is not what you think it is.”

Willow stood with tears still streaming down her face as she listened to Billy. Willow said, “We all could have been killed.” Willow bit at her lips. “I looked into the eyes of that woman; that witch. Those were the most evil eyes I have ever seen. I do not doubt for a second that she was a witch. That she is a witch. And what Billy is not telling us is that he is also a witch. Raymond told Billy to protect his head. A witch can only be killed by beheading or fire.”

Billy stared at Willow. “I don’t know why I told you all as much as I did. This must not be repeated.”

Willow nodded. “I know. No one beyond these walls will know of this day. Thank you for saving us.”

“I don’t think you all were in much danger. June, Sissy, and Howard were just being used. I don’t think they or you were ever the target.”

June and Sissy stared at one another. They weren’t sure what to say.

Howard said, “Billy, thank you for saving us. And can you use your magic to help me get a Mustang that I have been wanting?”

Raymond rubbed the hair of his nephew. “The magic does not work that way.”

June said, “Okay, Kyle is dead. We were supposed to make appearances with him in New York. How should we handle this?”

Billy said, “Until you are notified of his death, you continue the same as if you thought he were still alive.”

 

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On the airplane Billy Bingo sat in the middle seat between Raymond Bing and Willow Devlin. Howard Bing sat in the middle seat between his girlfriend Sissy Devlin and June Ross.

Howard whispered to Sissy. “I sure would like us to go back to the restroom and become a member of the Mile High Club.”

June heard what Howard said, “You are gross. God, all of you men are just so nasty. I think I will become a Nun.”

Raymond laughed. “I think Nuns have more sex than I do.”

Willow asked Billy. “Are you a member of the Mile High Club?”

Billy shrugged. “Does sucking your own dick in the restroom count?”

Willow’s eyes widened. “Oh my God. You are limber enough to contortion yourself to be able to suck your own cock?”

Raymond nodded. “Well, in fairness you do not have to be that limber when you are hung like a horse.”

Howard looked around at Billy. “I think if I were a witch I probably would make my dick big enough to do that—right after I cast a spell for a new Mustang.”

Steve Webster turned from where he was seated near the front of the plane and saw Billy and Raymond. He walked back and asked the passenger seated behind Billy if he would mind swapping seats. He agreed. The Stewardess started to stop the swap but then shrugged and pretended like she didn’t see the seat swap.

Steve told Billy, “I didn’t see you on the plane. Why are you and Raymond going to New York?”

“It is complicated. I called your mom and told her some things. Has she talked to you?”

“She has been trying to talk to me but for some reason we keep getting disconnected.”

“Some witch got a serial killer released from jail and she was going to have him kill you. The killer has been stopped but the witch is still out there. I have no idea why she wants you dead. Linda and Amberline cast a spell to protect you from this witch which is why the serial killer turned against the witch instead of going after you.”

Steve said, “I would guess the witch is Alicia Silver. She is the one who killed my grandmother.”

Billy asked, “Why? Why did she kill your grandmother?”

“Mom will have to explain it to you. Like you said, it is complicated.” Steve changed the subject. Steve asked, “So are you and Raymond a couple now?”

Howard laughed. “See. I am not the only one who thought that.”

Raymond said, “That is my nephew there. I asked Billy to go with us to help protect my nephew and his friends from the serial killer they got released from prison.”

Steve noticed Willow. He asked, “Are you with them?”

“Yes. My niece dates Raymond’s Nazi Nephew.”

Howard moaned, “I am not a Nazi. That was just a phase. But come on, you have to admit Germany was totally fucked over by the Oligarchs following WWI.”

Steve laughed. “Shoot. I hated history. There is no way I could debate that with you.”

Billy asked, “So why are you going to New York?”

Steve said, “Do you remember me talking about my old girlfriend Jane Wilifar?”

Billy nodded. “Yeah.”

“Well, I am going to escort her to her brother’s wedding. She invited me.”

“So what about Bobby White? What does he think about you going to visit your old girlfriend?”

“He is going to take a job in Hotville and work with his cousin for his Uncle. He is going to be living in their mansion. I want to say that we are going to continue being whatever we are but I don’t know.” Steve thought a second. “So where are you going to be staying in New York?”

“Hutch invited us to stay at his mansion. Do you know where that is?”

“Yes. Actually, I think Jane’s mansion is not too far from there.”

Howard moaned. “So shit. Like all of you fucking assholes are rich.”

Sissy elbowed Howard. “Don’t insult the people. Be friendly with them. They might help you someday earn the money that I will so richly deserve as your wife.”

Steve said, “Billy, I thought you were all depressed and sad and moping over Rachel. Looks like you are with a fun group of people.”

Billy said, “They are totally great. However, I wouldn’t exactly call chasing a serial killer trying to kill a witch and then discovering an old friend is a vampire and also discovering another friend is in danger, fun.”

Howard again whispered to Sissy. “Come on, go with me to the restroom so we can join the Mile High Club before the plane lands.”

Willow told Billy, “What do you say you and I rush to the restroom first and you know? I seriously want to see how big your cock is?”

Billy laughed, “I am game?”

Steve said, “I hate to be a wet blanket but since 9-11 people have got into serious trouble trying to have sex in the toilet. It is really not as much fun as you might think. I tell you what is cool and that is having sex in the cockpit of a small plane.”

Billy said, “It slipped my mind that you are pilot. Why are you flying commercial?”

“Dirk’s plane was tied up and Mom’s plane was tied up and I don’t have a plane of my own. Plus I have had some financial set backs and it is cheaper to fly commercial.”

Howard asked, “So if we could come up with the money could we rent a plane and you fly us back without having to fly commercial?”

“Dirk’s plane is in New York and he is going to need it in Hotville so I was planning on flying it back to Hotville and then I was going to drive back to Atlanta. If shedules are such you all are welcome to fly with me.”

Billy asked, “So Dirk and Rachel are in Hotville?”

“No, they are in Florida but they will be in Hotville by the time I get the plane there. Dirk and his father have some clients with whom they are working out some kind of real estate deal and shit. The real estate is located in Hotville. Do you know the Sloth family?”

Billy laughed. “You know I do not know anybody. So you said that Bobby is going to be moving to and working in Hotville?”

“Yeah. I was talking to Dirk and he said that he might be able to get mom and me some contracts there. The thing is they are tied in with the Sloth family and the Sloth family and the White family do not like one another so I don’t know. Do you think I need to back off and give Bobby some space? Am I crowding him?”

Billy said, “I don’t know. I haven’t talked to him lately but I will. It is kind of like what Howard was saying earlier. Bobby and I are not rich and I can’t speak for Bobby but for myself it does sometimes make me feel inferior. So then I wonder how can I prove myself. On the one hand I know that Rachel dated Dirk first and they have a history. Still, see if I was of a mind to try to win Rachel away from Dirk, I know she is better off with him. I am a mess. Bobby may just feel like he is a mess and wants to prove some things.”

“Bobby did not react well when I was talking to Jane and when on the phone Jane asked if I was in a relationship and idiot me thought it was funny to ask Bobby if we were in a relationship. I do not know what the hell I was thinking but it hurt Bobby.”

Willow said, “It is kind of good not to race into a relationship. With my partner it was like we were having a one night stand, at least that is what I thought, and then she was living with me before I knew what the hell was happening. And I thought this feels good and feels right. I started having real feelings for her. I thought the relationship was good. Then the next thing I know she is threatening me with a palimony suit.”

Steve said, “Bobby would never do that to me. There was a period where he was something of a slacker and he might have had a little hustle in his bustle but not now. He used to joke about living off my money but when I took a hit in the stock market he very quickly started paying his own way for everything and without me even mentioning I was having problems.”

Sissy nibbled at Howard’s ear. “I am getting nervous about New York.” Sissy whispered, “I wonder if the news media now knows that Kyle Kingerstone is dead?”

Steve asked, “Who killed Kyle?”

Billy said, “The witch who was trying to get him to kill you.”

Steve said, “I would guess Alicia cast a spell to clean the crime scene before the police got there.”

Billy said, “When I first told you about things, you didn’t even believe in witches and now you seem to know things.”

“Yeah, mother has been telling me about my family history and even teaching me some things. I have some powers but nothing like you are capable of doing. Mother told me about the Legman.”

Billy nodded. “So why does this Alicia want you dead?”

“I would rather my mom talk to you about that when the time is right because there is something that you are not going to like. You have to know though that we are your friends. We think of you as family. Please do not ever doubt that.”

Billy said, “Okay. I know your mom is friends with my real mom. I trust that. I can’t imagine what you might tell me where I might doubt your friendship for even a second.”

Steve shrugged. “You will learn in time.” Steve thought back. “When you came to me and started telling me about stuff, it was hard for me to accept. Now, you are right. It is now part of who I am. I just accept that there is this totally crazy vampire witch out there who wants mom and me dead.”

Willow said, “That is scary. The first time I encountered a witch I was in college. My dorm roommate was dating a really bad ass witch. My gut told me to stay away from him but there was something about him. I was drawn to him. Then it happened. I had a three-way with him and my roommate. Having sex with him and my roommate was the first time I realized I was bisexual or lesbian or whatever you want to call it.”

Billy asked, “What was his name?”

“Kane Bishop and her name was Sylvia Trundle.”

“So you and I have had a three-way with the same couple. It is a fucking small world.”

An elderly woman walked up to Billy. “My friend and I could not help but be listening to your talking.”

Billy said, “We are just role playing. It is a game.”

The elderly woman laughed and turned back to her friend. “It is some kind of game. Role playing.”

Her friend and several people on the plane laughed. “Oh. Sure. Young people and their games.”

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