Another slight taste

It's the weekend and it's time for another taste. This coming Saturday, there will be more of "One Knight's Story" and next Sunday there'll be more of 'Sarah'. There would have been some of Gwalchmei yesterday - but there was more important stuff to say at the time.

From the last time .....

"I have a name. One name. And a face to go along with that name. After that, I'll just have to figure it out as I go along."
"What's the name?"
"Sully? Big bruiser with a busted nose?"
"Oh, Sister! You don't know who you're messin' with! Patrick Mallory Sullivan is the number two man in Vito Giamatti's 'family'. He's a made guy and he's as dangerous as they come. How the hell do you know Sully?"

"I worked in one of the casinos, in the money room. I used to see him every week or so. We'd chat. Sometimes we'd have coffee. He's the man who killed my friend."

And now ....

"You saw Sully do a job? And you came here? Jesus H. Christ!! You tryin' to get me killed?"

"Sully doesn't know I saw him. In fact, he thinks The Kid got me out of town."

"The Kid? That white haired psycho fucker he sends around to lean on people? Wait a minute!! Just who did you see Sully kill?"

"The Kid. He's the one who had the gun."

"Jesus Christ." It slowly dawned on him. "Jesus H. Christ!! Come here. I have to show you something."

He walked over to shelves which lined one wall of the shop and picked up a small box. He opened the box and dumped the contents onto the counter.

"Okay, bullets. So what?"

"These are special 'bullets'. They're blanks. The bullet disintegrates when it's fired. I made them for Vito. Special order. To fit a .38 Special. Like this one. In fact, I think they were FOR this one. I think he bought these bullets just for your friend. The Kid was set up, darlin', and it's been in the works for a while. I know for a fact that this gun was sold to Vito two weeks ago. He ordered these bullets two days after he bought the gun. I don't know why they would have done The Kid, but it wasn't because of you - or at least, you're not the only reason. Maybe you just accelerated the process. But you! You come sailin' in here with the gun and a story about The Kid and Sully and I'm just supposed to teach you everything I know about shooting? Just who the hell are you, Sister?"

She leaned across the counter, and looked Jake square in the eye.

"Look. I don't fucking know!!! All I know is that somehow I got caught in the middle of something - I have no idea what!! - and The Kid was sent to kill me and he didn't do it because he knew me - at least I THINK that's why he didn't do it - and we all got in my car and went to the bus station and he dropped us there and left!! That's it!! Nobody knows I'm here - my Mom and my son are safe - nobody but you knows I saw anything at all and don't fuckin' call me SISTER my name is SARAH!!!"

They stood there, almost nose to nose, eyes locked.

"You got balls, Sister Sarah. I'll give you that. You got balls. You can call me Jake."


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Nan said...

THEY SET HIM UP? The plot thickens....

Honeybell said...

Lou!! You get me on the edge of my seat every time.

Joyce-Anne said...

Ooooooo. More please.

NicoleB said...

Uh,.... I want more of this, you drive me NUTS!

Jientje said...

Can I breathe again now?