Sunday, July 15, 2007

Expedition Cup Holder

in West Hollywood - VI

Daniel Bloom



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The house was a villa on two floors with a swimming pool.
parked a block away. I circled the house. I looked out from the fence: the Cadillac was parked. The woman was still at home.
I rang the doorbell and I opened the butler usually embalmed. Those guys made them in series.
Mrs. Roscoe was out, and did not know when she would return. I imagined him.
waited, lurking in the corner, the rear exit was coming out of the parked car.
If he was melting.
courses like crazy with a bandaged arm and the wound was reopened, to my car.
The woman was heading towards Santa Barbara, there surely would have got some way to go.
Two kilometers from Santa Barbara I saw that it was slowing down, turning from a junction on a hill. I kept my distance without losing sight of.
The car was sent into a kind of bush, I could not see anymore. I could not make me, run away. There was a track sidecar
fenced with barbed wire.
got out and started looking. A shabby hut was hidden among the trees. Besides the Cadillac.
I took the gun, put it in my pocket and I approached with caution. Here it comes back.
"Miss Roscoe how are you? He said a firm voice

whirled surprise.
"Boreinstainn good to see that, I learned that trick has been done under the nose my diary, maybe it was better if I turn to a pro ... but are generous and want to give two hundred dollars for his efforts. Get out of the way "
" It 's incredibly generous, but first I want to talk to you about a few things "
" Boreinstain I'm sorry, I'm a bit' busy .. "
Took off his pistol from his pocket and I pointed it to him. He did not seem surprised. It was harder than I thought.
"has good arguments mr.Boreinstain knows. Well let's say $ 200 can get those 1000 "
" Give me your purse, do not pray and the spirit "
He turned and tried to set out
I fired a shot into the air
He stopped and turned back at me threateningly.
"Let me go, she does not know what is in danger"
"Few stories give me the purse if he does not want to spoil the trick .." I went
pointing the gun right between the eyes
The ripped her purse and I tried to open his hand shabby
Inside was a book exactly like what I saw at Michael's house Cronny ..
"I was able to restore it by itself, failed ..."
He was gasping and I felt a shiver of satisfaction.
"Stop doing comedy. This diary was never released from his house, is not it?
E 'is all a stunt to distract Llloyd Anderson. She did kill her husband by Peter Landley bodyguard shot him and then staging the robbery. He then gave money to Michael Cronny to keep a diary a fake, journal exactly like this.
Then I came that a fool as I did as bait for Lloyd's henchmen who were trying to book con le formule. Lei sapeva dove abitava Cronny e l’aveva freddato prima che entrassi. Gli scagnozzi di Lloyd mi hanno sottratto il falso diario dalla tasca pensando di recuperare quello vero e lei fuori da ogni sospetto stava cercando la fuga con il ricettario magico.
Quelle formule servono per qualche progetto industriale vero?”
“Lei è molto intelligente Boreinstain, si merita un premio molto più alto, se non altro per il disturbo arrecato. Direi potremmo trovare un giusto compromesso. Cinquanta e cinquanta. Sto andando ritirare un milione di dollari”
Mentre mi diceva queste cose si accomodava il cappello e mi accorsi che stava tirando fuori come un prestigiatore una rivoltella tascabile”
“stia stop or I'll shoot ... "
showed no signs of stopping. I aimed and shot between the eyes. He fell suddenly
The shoulder pain was throbbing like a locomotive suddenly felt faint.
gathered all my strength and I approached the body. I had
center. Taken the book off the ground.
These hieroglyphs could have a perverse fascination.
Those scrawls of ink worth over a hundred my life put together.
was stuff for the industry, chemical formulas for whatever use: an explosive mixture, beauty creams, perhaps for some other crap food components that have poisoned the world.
lit a cigarette and the match appiccai fire to the notebook.
Era finita un’altra dannata giornata. La polizia sarebbe giunta a breve, una volta trovato il corpo avrebbero imboscato tutto. Routine.
Per un po’ sarebbe stato meglio prendermi una vacanza.
Era stata un’altra sporca storia, un’altra carneficina.
Mi incamminai verso la macchina, guardai il cielo, stavano arrivando le nuvole, un po’ di sollievo a quel caldo infernale. Mi apparve il volto Marion, il suo dolce sorriso mi bruciava ancor più che la ferita.
Avevo bisogno solo di un buon bourbon.

Sunday, July 1, 2007

Can A Prolapsed Uterus Affect Your Period

in Blood West Hollywood - V

di Daniel Bloom



All in all it was a lucky night, I only had the bullet penetrated the shoulder without hitting any vital organs.
Thank God that bum who had given me half a dollar was found among the garbage cans and called rescue. Someone had followed me trying to get me the skin and subtracting the book with the formulas. Luckily for me, the shooter was not the best.
I woke up completely in a state of confusion at Saint Mary's Hospital LA. He approached a nurse with a sedative. I said I'd visit. The police certainly. It was that
O'Nell pig with a henchman just released by the academy that still smelled of milk. O'Nell was a corrupt cop, if Lloyd had done for years with Anderson, everyone knew, but he was an untouchable.

"Look, look who it is, Boreinstain hey, you know that a little bird told me you were passed at Saint Mary dying with shoulder pierced by a bullet. And here I am. "
" I'm touched by your concern "
" You are the usual hot-headed Daniel, sooner or later if you're not careful something bad will happen "
grin and laughed with his pig.
"You're usually the son of a bitch, O'Nell
"
"Be careful Boreinstain, this time you got on luxury, you have entered a ride bigger than you could get really bad. Let's Patrick today we did our good deed, "he said turning to rookie O'Nell.
"Goodbye Boreinstain, and stay tuned ...

That visit was a warning to Lloyd Anderson, was involved too, and that shot had been fired by one of his men. That's disgusting pig
O'Nell had put me in a bad mood and do not already have a guy with the easy smile. Bel
case. A shoulder discarded blacklisted by Lloyd Anderson, robbed even of the gun, and most good-bye to 10000 bucks evaporated with the diary. Maybe it was better to make the rabbi.

After a week I was discharged, I returned to office the heat continues unabated because of the injury and I was constantly exhausted. Mrs Sturton had disappeared into thin air like that damned her diary. I could do was wait a father who had lost track of her son drugged or something betrayed husband in search of his missing wife. Above the cabinet, well hidden I took my gun stock.
The room was left as I had left. At the corner of the desk that always yellowed newspaper of months before. He remained open to the news of the murder of Peter Landley, the small fish, I looked at the picture carefully, this time the reporter had done a great job: the dead and took over the small crowd huddled nearby, as happens in these cases.
Suddenly I seemed to recognize someone in the crowd began to focus his eyes narrowed, she was Mrs. Janet Roscou, with his sunglasses.
Something told me that I was stuck. And great.
ran out of the office. I climbed into the car. I must have some information. He pushed me in LA
south and went looking for some old information in the boulevard. Franky
dollar was always there with his bottle of vodka was now out of use but some information could still give me.
"Hey Franky"
"I do not know you and I know nothing friend, go out of the way that I'm working"
The old Franky was not a easy but his weakness for alcohol tamed him as a lamb.
"Hey Frank, by not doing the hard, passed by and I thought why not have a drink with an old friend ..."
"If you go with friends to drink but do not know anything because I know nothing friend
"I know I know you're out ... Franky"
I accompanied him to the bar and we drank four gin. He began to turn around his head, but in the end spat the bullet and as I imagined before I die Landley Peter had entered the service of Roscoe as his bodyguard.
Tutto cominciava a quadrarmi.
Mi avevano incastrato e io c’ero caduto come un fesso. Presi la macchina e andai di corsa verso West Hollywoood.
Dovevo trovare Mrs Jennifer Surton-Roscoe.