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Gibbs has the same kind of, sort of a farmer look.
Exactly. The hair, everything.
I don t think you look like Kathy Baker though.
Zinging her again. Kathy started to smile, but then wasn t sure. You mean the one in the
movies.
Kathy Baker. How many are there? Giving it back to her. You see Clean and Sober with
her and Michael Keaton, they both play junkies?
Kathy was nodding this cop in the blue suit coming off even better than expected. Yeah, I
loved it, because I know those people, I have them in my caseload. She moved her glass
aside and leaned on the table looking at Gary, trusting him, a cop she could talk to. She said,
I m going to tell you something else&
And described the face or whatever it was in the kitchen window. Now he did sound a little
more like a cop saying yeah, she might ve seen someone. It s possible there were two of
them. Then ruled that out. If there were, he would have waited to finish the job. Kathy said
what job? To break the window? He backed off saying well, if she wasn t that certain to begin
with, and since there s no way to confirm whether she actually did see anyone or not& I
can t say it was someone s face, Kathy said, but that s the way I think of it. I know it was
there, because then it wasn t. That made sense to him, or seemed to. He nodded thinking
about it before ordering a couple more beers.
Kathy said, There was a guy down at the far end of the bar&
Gary looked over.
I didn t get a good look at him. He s gone now.
What about him?
Kathy hesitated. I better not tell you anything unless I m sure.
" " "
Elvin located her Volkswagen, then moved the pickup to where he could sit and watch it
without straining himself. The Polo Lounge was in a semi-mall of stores, all closed now
except the bar.
What he was thinking, it might be good to learn where Ms. Touchy lived. If she visited the
judge, walked around in the dark with him, maybe the judge visited her too. He d no doubt
have cops with him now wherever he went, guys in suits, and it would be harder to get to him.
If he was to slip off to visit Ms. Touchy that might be the place to be waiting. Or work some
way of using Ms. Touchy as bait. Like get her to call the judge, ask him over&
There was the curly-haired blond girl and her friend coming out, talking away no doubt
about her experience still going to their cars now. He felt like honking the horn at her. Get
Ms. Curlyhead over here and throw her in the back. Here he was again getting an urge and
having to let it pass. In prison you couldn t do whatever you wanted. Out in the civilian
world, though, he d always felt you could.
Watching the curly-haired girl he missed seeing Ms. Touchy come out. She was almost to her
car, walking along with the guy in the suit, before Elvin noticed her. Now they were standing
by her VW talking. Didn t finish talking inside they had to talk some more out here. Elvin
said, Come on, God damn it, let s go. Gets shot at and stops at the bar with her boyfriend,
the guy touching her arm. Elvin thinking, Kiss her good night or I will. Now she was touching
his arm, still talking. Elvin waited for them to hug and kiss, but it didn t happen. Ms. Touchy
went and got in her car, the dink waiting there now so Elvin had to wait, not wanting to start
the pickup and have the guy look over. Now her rear lights came on red and the guy stepped
aside and waved and, shit, stood there watching her drive off. She was heading out the lot
onto Military Trail before the dink finally turned and walked off and Elvin was able to get
after her.
He had her now and would keep her taillights in sight all the way home.
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One time when Inez Campau s dog Buddy was running loose and neighbors complained it
was biting their children, Inez was told to bring the dog to the shelter. She brought her sister s
dog instead, a whiteish pit bull that was from the same litter and looked almost identical to
Buddy. The sister, Mavis, was married to Dale Crowe Senior. When Mavis found out her dog
had been put down in place of Buddy, she called the Belle Glade sheriff s station. That not
only took care of Buddy it got Inez charged with stealing her dog and fined fifty dollars.
So Inez couldn t believe it when Mavis came to ask a favor. If Dale Junior could stay with her
and Dicky awhile. Deputies were looking for him, wanting to charge him with trying to kill
Judge Gibbs.
Inez kept her mouth shut and listened.
Mavis said it tore her up they d think Dale Junior would do something like that. He was
already supposed to go to prison, but now was thinking of going to California instead and
maybe after while they d forget about him.
Inez sighed, a wheeze of sympathy coming out of her sturdy two-hundred-pound frame in
housedress and dirty apron.
Mavis said that having Dale Senior home didn t help none. Oh, but he could tear up the house
when he got mad, specially when his stump bothered him, as it was doing now. Mavis said
the only way to protect herself and all their dishes was to hide his artificial leg on him. His
face would get red as fire when he tried to yell and carry on but wasn t able to, his jaw wired
from when he d had it broken in Clewiston.
Inez kept her own mouth shut, having no sympathy for Dale Senior and knowing it wasn t
Dale Junior had tried to shoot the judge.
What she finally said was Where s your boy at now?
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Gibbs has the same kind of, sort of a farmer look.
Exactly. The hair, everything.
I don t think you look like Kathy Baker though.
Zinging her again. Kathy started to smile, but then wasn t sure. You mean the one in the
movies.
Kathy Baker. How many are there? Giving it back to her. You see Clean and Sober with
her and Michael Keaton, they both play junkies?
Kathy was nodding this cop in the blue suit coming off even better than expected. Yeah, I
loved it, because I know those people, I have them in my caseload. She moved her glass
aside and leaned on the table looking at Gary, trusting him, a cop she could talk to. She said,
I m going to tell you something else&
And described the face or whatever it was in the kitchen window. Now he did sound a little
more like a cop saying yeah, she might ve seen someone. It s possible there were two of
them. Then ruled that out. If there were, he would have waited to finish the job. Kathy said
what job? To break the window? He backed off saying well, if she wasn t that certain to begin
with, and since there s no way to confirm whether she actually did see anyone or not& I
can t say it was someone s face, Kathy said, but that s the way I think of it. I know it was
there, because then it wasn t. That made sense to him, or seemed to. He nodded thinking
about it before ordering a couple more beers.
Kathy said, There was a guy down at the far end of the bar&
Gary looked over.
I didn t get a good look at him. He s gone now.
What about him?
Kathy hesitated. I better not tell you anything unless I m sure.
" " "
Elvin located her Volkswagen, then moved the pickup to where he could sit and watch it
without straining himself. The Polo Lounge was in a semi-mall of stores, all closed now
except the bar.
What he was thinking, it might be good to learn where Ms. Touchy lived. If she visited the
judge, walked around in the dark with him, maybe the judge visited her too. He d no doubt
have cops with him now wherever he went, guys in suits, and it would be harder to get to him.
If he was to slip off to visit Ms. Touchy that might be the place to be waiting. Or work some
way of using Ms. Touchy as bait. Like get her to call the judge, ask him over&
There was the curly-haired blond girl and her friend coming out, talking away no doubt
about her experience still going to their cars now. He felt like honking the horn at her. Get
Ms. Curlyhead over here and throw her in the back. Here he was again getting an urge and
having to let it pass. In prison you couldn t do whatever you wanted. Out in the civilian
world, though, he d always felt you could.
Watching the curly-haired girl he missed seeing Ms. Touchy come out. She was almost to her
car, walking along with the guy in the suit, before Elvin noticed her. Now they were standing
by her VW talking. Didn t finish talking inside they had to talk some more out here. Elvin
said, Come on, God damn it, let s go. Gets shot at and stops at the bar with her boyfriend,
the guy touching her arm. Elvin thinking, Kiss her good night or I will. Now she was touching
his arm, still talking. Elvin waited for them to hug and kiss, but it didn t happen. Ms. Touchy
went and got in her car, the dink waiting there now so Elvin had to wait, not wanting to start
the pickup and have the guy look over. Now her rear lights came on red and the guy stepped
aside and waved and, shit, stood there watching her drive off. She was heading out the lot
onto Military Trail before the dink finally turned and walked off and Elvin was able to get
after her.
He had her now and would keep her taillights in sight all the way home.
16
One time when Inez Campau s dog Buddy was running loose and neighbors complained it
was biting their children, Inez was told to bring the dog to the shelter. She brought her sister s
dog instead, a whiteish pit bull that was from the same litter and looked almost identical to
Buddy. The sister, Mavis, was married to Dale Crowe Senior. When Mavis found out her dog
had been put down in place of Buddy, she called the Belle Glade sheriff s station. That not
only took care of Buddy it got Inez charged with stealing her dog and fined fifty dollars.
So Inez couldn t believe it when Mavis came to ask a favor. If Dale Junior could stay with her
and Dicky awhile. Deputies were looking for him, wanting to charge him with trying to kill
Judge Gibbs.
Inez kept her mouth shut and listened.
Mavis said it tore her up they d think Dale Junior would do something like that. He was
already supposed to go to prison, but now was thinking of going to California instead and
maybe after while they d forget about him.
Inez sighed, a wheeze of sympathy coming out of her sturdy two-hundred-pound frame in
housedress and dirty apron.
Mavis said that having Dale Senior home didn t help none. Oh, but he could tear up the house
when he got mad, specially when his stump bothered him, as it was doing now. Mavis said
the only way to protect herself and all their dishes was to hide his artificial leg on him. His
face would get red as fire when he tried to yell and carry on but wasn t able to, his jaw wired
from when he d had it broken in Clewiston.
Inez kept her own mouth shut, having no sympathy for Dale Senior and knowing it wasn t
Dale Junior had tried to shoot the judge.
What she finally said was Where s your boy at now?
In Pahokee, at his sister Clarissa s. They been checking on her two days now. Clarissa [ Pobierz całość w formacie PDF ]