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Back In The High Life

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35 pages32 minutes

Summary

It’s Jim Ray. I open the door.
“Angelina, you look terrific.”
“Well, I had to dress for the Gold Coast.”
“I managed to get the Gold Coast to stock Galliano, so you can have your favorite tonight. Come, my chariot awaits.”
We walk out to my car, I open the door for the lady and she gets in. I walk around and get in. I fire up and off we go. I drive us to the Gold Coast. I drive into the parking lot, get out and walk around to help the lady out. I see a large, masked goon standing there. The goon says, “Jim Ray, you gonna get a beating,”
I tell Angelina, “Run, I’ll delay him, as best I can.”
I move toward the goon, wobbling back and forth as I go. (The wobbling is surprisingly effective, it presents a moving target, that makes it difficult to see exactly where to aim a punch.) I get to just out of range and I unleash a long, thrusting kick at goon boy’s knee. My kick makes contact and I immediately change direction and then move my hands, as if I’m going to throw a punch. Instead, I use another long, thrusting kick into the goon’s ribs. The goon eats my kick and charges me. I manage to put my elbow into goon’s face, I then begin to take punishment as goon uses his superior size and strength. I move as best I can, but I still take a lot of punishment and I’m about to go down. I hear a voice say, “Police, break it up!”
The police then haul goon boy off me.
I ask, “Is my lady alright?”
Angelina’s voice says, “I’m alright, but you don’t look so good.”
The goon says, “He attacked me.”
A police officer says, “You always wear a mask in public?”
Angelina’s voice says, “The masked oaf attacked my date, for no reason.”
The goon is still struggling, when a Police Supervisor walks up. The Supervisor draws his pistol and says, “Just give me an excuse.”
Goon boy quiets down.
Angelina says, “The masked oaf attacked my date, for no reason.”
Goon boy says, “The bitch is lying, The guy attacked me.”
The Supervisor asks goon boy, “What’s your name?”
Goon boy says. “I aint talking until I get lawyer.”
The Supervisor asks Angelina,: “Your name?”
Angelina says, “Angelina Colonna.”
The Supervisor turns back to goon bay and says, “Boy, you’re under arrest. You have the right to remain silent. Anything you say can and will be used against you in a court of law. You have the right to speak to an attorney, and to have an attorney present during any questioning. If you cannot afford a lawyer, one will be provided for you at government expense. Do you understand what I just told you?”
Goon boy says. “I don’t understand nothin’, until I get lawyer. Don’t listen to the bitch.”
The Supervisor says, “Boy, you watch your mouth. The Police can put you in jail. Sooner or later, you’ll get out. Angelina Colonna’s father will likely have his people deal with you, when you get out. Her father’s people are at least as big as you, better trained and they don’t give a damn.”
Goon boy says. “I aint talking until I get lawyer.”
(From nowhere, paramedics have appeared. They get my coat off and tend to my face, with some maybe antiseptic ointment. They then probe my body. “Does it hurt?”
“Yeah, a bit.”
“No shattering pain?”
“It hurts, but not too bad.”
“Probably nothing broken.”
I move a bit and it hurts, but not too bad. I tell them, “I don’t think that anything is broken. Is the lady okay?”
One of the paramedics says, “I don’t think that the guy touched her.”
I say, “Then I’m okay.”
The paramedic asks,”So, you’re the big hero?”
I tell him, “Try punching bag.”
The Supervisor is then in my face. He points at the goon, ‘You recognize the guy?”
I look at goon boy and I say, “I used to work at Scientific Ventures. I think that I saw the guy there. I don’t know his name and I don’t really know him.”
There’s a bit more and then the Police hustle goon boy off.
I then see Angelina, attended by two very large, very muscular looki

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