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Case File: Dog Eats Dog
She was wearing a light blue night cap, pulled back covering her weave that covered her forehead. Her night gown had a flowery pattern, and she was wearing no bra. Her face was dark and filled with black botches. She had thin skin, and lots of wrinkles. It appeared that she has had a rough life. Nevertheless she was Deacon Mike Brandon’s love. She was married to him for almost forty years. She was a devoted wife, and a dedicated Christian. She was tossing and turning in her queen size bed wondering why her husband wasn’t home yet. She glanced at the alarm clock, but really couldn’t tell the time. Her vision wasn’t as good as it use to be. Besides, she wasn’t wearing her glasses. She wasn’t the worrying type, but the deacon really gave her no reason to be the worrying type. It was late, she knew it, and he never stayed out before. It wasn’t his character, and it certainly wasn’t his nature. He liked being home with her. She knew it. “Baby, where in the world are you?” She whispered. Brenda Brandon sat up and moved closer to the foot of the bed. She kissed her wedding ring and held it against her lips for a few moments. The ring was almost embedded into her dark skin. It looked as if it was cutting off her circulation. She put that ring on 39 years ago, and she never took it off since. She loved her husband, and keeping that ring on through everything they went through was her testimony to that. “Why don’t you call me,” she whispered as she rubbed her eyes. “Tell me you’re okay, baby.” She never had to worry about him before. However, that night, she felt worried. She felt uneasy. She felt something she had never felt before. She felt something was wrong. “Oh my god,” she said as she adjusted her night gown.. Brenda was quiet for a moment as she reached for the lamp. Her huge breasts knocked over a water glass that was sitting on the night stand next to the telephone, and a box of tissues. “Oh dear,” she said as she stood the glass up immediately. “How clumsy can I be?” She had forgotten that she rested the glass there and she knocked it over reaching for the telephone. She grabbed some tissues and tried her best to wipe up the spill. “This spill is going to have to wait until tomorrow morning,” she said as she picked up the phone. She took a deep breath. “Baby, where you at?” she said softly as she dialed her husband’s cell number. It rang three times and then came the voice mail message. You’ve reached the deacon, I’m praying for you, so while I do that, leave me a message. “Baby, it’s Brenda, where you at honey? It’s late and I’m worried sick.” She hung up, and dialed the number again. You’ve reached the deacon, I’m praying for you, so while I do that, leave me a message. She was quiet again for a moment, as if she wasn’t quite sure what to say next. Her big brown eyes looked sadden as she hung up the phone. Her dark circles were almost black as she rubbed them with the back of her hands. She knew it was the worrying that was taken its toll on her. Brenda Brandon picked up the phone again and dialed my number. Nick Barnum here, at your service. “Nicky, pick up the phone!” she half shouted. Hello? “Nicky?” Who the hell is this at 3 in the morning? Shit better be good! “You just watch your mouth when you’re talking to me,” she said. B B? “Yeah, it’s me Nicky.” Is everything okay?
I’m really worried. “I’m afraid something has happened to him. “You’ll do that for me. he hasn’t been the same ever since his niece was murdered. baby?” Of course.” she said.” B B. Brenda Brandon closed her eyes and hung up the phone all in one motion.” Did you call his cell? “Twice. Why don’t you just get some rest. “I’ll just wait by the phone. “Thank you Nicky. Nicky. Nicky. “Well.” That’s not like him.” Anytime B B.” she started. She smiled. I’ll call you when I have something. “If it’s all the same.” It’s almost 3AM? “That’s why I called you. “But he still never did anything like this before.
“Mike isn’t home yet.” she said. I’ll get up and I’ll look for him.” Of course.
“But you’re gonna have to call your wife.bibliotastic. and I don’t like going back on my word. I had taken off my clothes just a few minutes ago.” My phone rang and it startled me for a moment. “How did he die?” I asked. I need you to meet me at Frankie’s diner off of Barnum Avenue. “Why don’t I call Vic and Alfredo to meet us there. “You killed a man!” It happened so fast! “It still happened. just yet. but I promised B B that I would look for her husband. Perhaps it was just to embrace me for something unexpected. “You’re going to have to turn yourself in. No cops for now! “Okay deacon. “Why?” Because I told you. Bouncers threw me out of the joint. just yet. What the hell happened?” I don’t’ know.com
. and I just wanted to sleep. I got nowhere else to go. She’s worried. I knew it was the booze telling me not to go out and look for the deacon. and someone ran outside and told me that the guy I hit was dead. “And you’re wife is looking for you. I didn’t know why I did that. and now you’re going to put her through the ringer. Can you do that? “Now?” It has to be now. “With just one punch?” That’s why I can’t turn myself in. “You what?” I dropped the bottle. I just wanted another shot.” I suggested. it happen too fast. “You need to go back out and do what you have to do for B B. “Holy fuck!” That’s what I said. It was a good night for me. I won over three hundred dollars. I had to regain my composure and settle myself. I saw the empty bottle of Southern Comfort on my night stand and I picked it up and looked in. and drank a whole bottle of Southern Comfort.Case File: Dog Eats Dog
I sat at the foot of my bed with the phone still in my hand. “Hello?” Nick! “Mike?” Nick. and he fell over some tables. big guy. you don’t know?” I asked. I killed a man tonight. “She called here tonight. I had just finished a night of playing cards with Victor Cruz. I punched a guy out.” “So you pick on me?” You’re suppose to be at my service. she’s worried sick.”
www. but I just did. A promise is a promise. “What do you mean. and Alfredo Fuentes.” I said. I killed a man tonight. “Settle yourself. wearing my boxers and a T-shirt. My head wanted to explode. My footing slipped a bit from under me.” I said. I was barefoot.” I said to myself. and I got no one to run too either. I had forgotten I still had it in my hand. and I caught the end of the bed to regain my balance. Perhaps.” I said.” I can’t do that. you gotta help me! “What’s up?” You gotta help me.
” I said. Very. but a friend in need comes first.” I said. Drinking so much was my idea.” I started. He was a good Christian. and that’s what I had planned to do. That’s why I wanna meet you at Frankie’s diner. A thousand lies raced through my mind. The pleasure I received from the bottle was about to cash in its chips. or Alfredo involved. his safe haven. So you’re coming. He would never speak to anyone on his duck’s list until he cleared it with B B.Frank Atanacio
I lost my cell phone. No matter what happened. “Are you going to call B B when we hang up?” Nick.” I dreaded every step I had to make that night. you there?” He had already hung up the phone. It was certainly a no brainer. “Ok. that man can’t call me when I’m sober. She was his anchor.” You know I ain’t no murderer! “I know Mike. He wanted me to meet him at Frankie’s diner. You’ve known them for several years. so I really shouldn’t be complaining about the condition. “Damn.” Thanks Nick. I’m sure they’ll be willing to help you out. Not calling her was simply not the way he handled things. and killing someone would not be on his list at all. and you better have a good reason why you’re not calling the police. don’t be getting on my nerves. “Get focused. He didn’t even sound to convincing when he said he killed a man. “I’m not so sure you believe that. “Call her from this damn pay phone!” I shouted. right? “Are you close to the diner?” I asked.” I said. now you call her!” Don’t get so nasty. It just seemed so uncharacteristic of him. Calling me first was so not like the deacon. I don’t feel right tonight. but I can’t be too sure if he was killed by the deacon. “Hey Mike.” He did not respond. “I’m coming now. I’m the one who killed a man. I am Bridgeport’s finest private investigator. and I wanted to get some sleep. But stranger things have happened. “Damn. “Just don’t jerk my chain. “You better call your wife.” I tried to calm myself. I could have told him that I was busy with a girl or just made something up. I’m sure there was a dead man. “Stay up Nick. but none of them came out of my mouth. Nick.” I said.” Right now I need you. I will hang up on you. I was certain that the police would realize it as well. “I’m just wondering why you don’t want to get Vic. You know me man. “You called me. “Just trying to lighten things up. I knew that and. and one of Bridgeport’s finest man need my help. He had a strange way of putting all his little ducks in a row.”
. “I do. even though I had a rough night. I don’t want to get involved with a murderer.” I said.
” I answered. He smiled and I noticed he was missing all his front teeth. He also had on a heavy jacket. but he didn’t. “What’s your name?” asked the toothless man. “That’s why I’d come over here for breakfast. “Nick. “Back in the 70's. The overly dressed man turned and walked away when he saw the on duty manager walk out of the back room. It was warm outside. However. “Got the time?” asked another seated three seats down.” He smiled and walked back into the kitchen. or anything like that.” he grimaced.” “I’m sure it was.” I replied. “There’s nothing like the service they had.” “Peaceful.” I nodded.” He looked away annoyed.” he continued as he tried to strike up a conversation. “I use to come to this diner years ago.” “Maybe that’s why you’re not getting any. The deacon walked into the diner wearing a baseball cap with the brim very low as if he was trying to conceal his identity.” he smiled again flashing only gums.” “They treat you poorly now?” I asked. There was a man coming toward me wearing rain boots.” he continued.” I called.” “I heard you the first time. “Not really. “Mike. I thought he was going to ask for change.” I nodded.” “Nice.Case File: Dog Eats Dog
I sat and drank coffee and ate pie waiting for Mike Brandon to show up at the diner. His boot thudded softly on the diner floor and he stood about a foot in front of me.” he said. “4-am . “Was he bothering you?” the manager asked.” “Hey Nick. of course they’ll sell me coffee. where does the time go?” I nodded again. “I’m Terry. “They just think I’m a bum. so I didn’t understand why he was overly dressed. “No. There was a older man seated three seats down.bibliotastic.” he said. “Can you believe that?” “Did you ask for a free refill?” “No. Oh.
www. “In the morning?” I nodded. “Not at all. I smiled.” “The area was much nicer then. I didn’t see the deacon.com
.” “No free refills. and a small overweight truck driver seated in a booth behind me. but I don’t get no free refills. “Damn. and he was using socks for gloves. “They think I’m a bum. didn’t think I had to.
” I nodded. “Someone came out and told me that the bookie broke his neck and died. I never expected the deacon to be in this much trouble.” “So you don’t really know?” He shook his head from side to side indicating no.” “That’s the blood on your shirt?” He nodded. “I was placing bets and winning all night. “But how did you kill him?” “He came at me again and I kicked him over some tables. “So this Froggy is a bad man? “Big time. The waitress came over wearing a black hair net and a stained uniform. and the bookie didn’t have enough to pay me. In fact. He looked like he was running a marathon.” “Business man?” “Wants to be. I hit the big one. She poured him a cup and left him four creamers.. His dark eyes were darker. and big arms.” “I was at this dog-fighting event. He was always good for setting a good example.” “So you killed him?” “No. and clear with me on this one. His sweats were wrinkled. We drank it together without really saying another word. “They told me I broke his neck. “I guess when they threw me out.” “So it was an accident?” “No. and his tee-shirt torn and covered with dried blood. and his face seemed gloom. and I couldn’t picture him at a dog-fighting match.” “One-Eye Froggy?” “Club owner. He wasn’t dressed as your typical deacon.” he replied. “I grabbed him and pushed him a little. and sorrow.” The waitress had poured us another cup of coffee. He was dark skinned and had a clean shaven face. Nick. “You’re going to have to be straight. “Hey Nick.” replied the deacon.” he started again.” “Never heard of him.” he continued. Nothing matched. “Coffee?” “Black.Frank Atanacio
The deacon had a barrel chest.”
.” “I did.” he said. “At that time One-Eye Froggy’s bouncers threw me out of the club.” “So tell me what’s going on.. “Thanks. I punched back and busted his nose. he was the best in that department. He played the part of a guilty man on the run. The look on his face was that of confusion.” I said.” he said as he sipped his coffee. He took a swing at me and missed. “I’m trying. and that was so obvious that it made a chill ride up my spine.” he said as he sat on the stool next to me.” “Dog-fighting?” “Let me finish. The deacon was not much of a gambler.
” I said.” I said.” “You’re getting caught up in the wrong places. one way or another. “Murder? I don’t know what to say. I’ll pay this One-Eye Froggy a visit. “Just worried.” I said.” “You think he’ll keep me out of jail?” “Talk to him. “Let’s just call it an accident.” “I hit the guy. “So this Froggy is now in town. “I didn’t expect to be in the wrong places with the wrong people. I won’t tell you everything is going to be alright. That’s just the way it is..”
www. “Trying to make extra money for the church?” I asked.” he said.com
. “Let me look into this and we’ll get to the bottom of this. I’ll see what really happened after you clocked the bookie. but.” I suggested.” “He can come at you hard Nicky. right?” “He is.” “He’s a mean son of a bitch. “Tell him that I’m looking into things. “Do you want something to eat?” I asked.” I said.” he replied. You gotta trust me. How much more concrete evidence do you need?” “For now.” He looked confused.” “So am I.” He grimaced. Whose going take care of my baby. “If it really was a murder?” “I don’t know.” “I do.” his voice was scarcely a croak. Nick. “And with the wrong people. He nodded slowly as if he wasn’t really sure if I had asked him a genuine question. “I’m not hungry.” “I understand. It rattled as if he was stuck in a freezer for about an hour. She can’t live without me. and tell him what happened. “Go to her.” he said. “Just tell the captain everything you told me. and I can’t live without her.” “I learned to duck years ago.” “How much trouble am I in?” he asked quietly.” “Can’t go to jail. “I smell something rotten.bibliotastic. “That’s why I called you first.” “Nobody expects it. “Tell her what happened too. “I’m not going to lie to you.Case File: Dog Eats Dog
I smiled. “But it feels more like an accident.” “Tougher than me?” The deacon nodded. and you’ll turn yourself in as soon as I find something concrete.” “I am.” I said.” “Did you call your wife?” He nodded. “I just can’t. “I broke his nose.” “Why don’t you talk to Captain Frank Roque. I need to walk down some alley ways and come up with something tangible.” I said.” I started.” he said. “He’s really tough.” He nodded again.
He just wanted answers.Frank Atanacio
The deacon had his eyes solely on me.” I said. and I watched. “I’m going to do my best.” “Thanks Nick. He looked at me as if I had all the answers. “She always was. “You always do. One-Eye Froggy?
. “Really.” He smiled. you know. He had so many questions.” I smiled. “Go home to your wife.” “She’s a big girl. He drank some more coffee.” “She always was.” “She can be the comfort you seek. I better.” “I disappointed her.” “Go to your wife. and didn’t know how to ask.” I said again.” he repeated softly. Mike.” “Yeah.” “Thank me when I’m done. The rattling of plates didn’t cause him to look away.
” I said smiling with my drink. He was a visionary. but murder was murder nevertheless. They left out a lot of details. He was purposely bald and kept his head shiny. I served so many of them this past month. I had to think it was because of the deacon.” “That club is known for Salsa Dancing. with a nice early morning breeze.” O’Brien huffed ever so slightly. O’Brien had a lot of peanuts on his plate. There use to be a large plate glass window at the entrance.” “They did say it was at the Frogger Club.” he said.” “I need to speak to those so-called eye-witnesses.” “Papers got the news. “They were fed the wrong information.” “But that’s my point. “And you have to remember that they left out so much detail. The Police headquarters located on Congress Street was buzzing. “I think I’m going to order one too when I get off.com
. and so much more. and the late night gambling. “Damn.” “And we do owe you. “Looks even better on the menu cover.” I added. not too hot. that drinks fits you like a glove. and eye-witnesses.” I said.”I said.” he replied. “No. Pete” I said as I picked up a few of his opened peanuts and tossed them into my mouth. It was early afternoon. They couldn’t believe that Mike Brandon was capable of murder. “I don’t think Roque will be down for that. “I just need a little time. and O’Brien ordered a beer.” I said. I knew this wasn’t going to sit to well with the men on Congress Street. really. He would occasionally break open a few.” he said softly. I ordered a Mango Splash with a hint of rum. “I don’t think he did. They were all surprised about the reports. “The deacon killed a man. “Yes!”
www.” I smiled. I’m not asking for much.” “I don’t get it. “Yeah. but fail to pop them into his mouth. “It’s my first time trying it.” said the waiter. It was a large building with two floors. that police command center lost its panoramic view of the City of Bridgeport’s Westside. and now he was a hunted man. He was God’s soldier.” I said. “But it has secrets. They liked the deacon. “I need you to keep the police away from the deacon until I check into this. O’Brien was a big man with a strong upper body.” “So the papers got it wrong?” “No.” said O’Brien. He was fair skinned and always clean shaven. but it has been removed and replaced with strong glass doors. Detective Peter O’Brien and I met for lunch on the patio at Danny O’s in Shelton.” “They never mentioned the dog-fighting. the news ran with the story that the deacon had killed a man. and they respected him. And those secrets are going to reveal itself to me. His appearance meant a great deal to him because he wanted the public to experience his professionalism.” The waiter smiled as he left to help other customers.bibliotastic. He was a pillar of the community. I smiled. “Is that what I am to understand?” I nodded. He was a man everyone trusted.Case File: Dog Eats Dog
The next morning. and they wanted to launch their own investigation. “It doesn’t get any better than this. “So you’re asking me to ask Captain Roque to not pick up the deacon until you’ve completed your investigation?” asked O’Brien. but he wasn’t eating any of them. that Mango Splash looks good. By removing the large plate glass window.
“Don’t push it,” said O’Brien. “It’s still not my call.” “But you’re the man.” O’Brien huffed again. There was a thin young lady sitting two tables down from us. She was looking at us the whole time, and it was probably the first time I noticed her. She had white skin, and matted brown hair that seemed to be pressed to the top of her head. Her face was lusterless, and her eyebrows bushy. She was a very unattractive woman, but she seemed to be noticing us. I opened my jacket to check to see if my gun was loaded. It was comforting to know that it was. Not because of the unattractive woman. It just made me feel free. “You see that woman looking at you,” said O’Brien. “Why me?” O’Brien smiled. The woman stood up and walked toward us with a hopeful expression. I looked down at her and didn’t realize I was staring at her extremely tight jeans that accentuated her crotch area. She had a sexual gait, but there was nothing sexual about her appearance. “Excuse me sir,” she said smiling. I smiled back. “I couldn’t help to notice you ordered that Mango Splash,” she said as she pointed to my drink. “Yes I did.” “I was thinking about ordering it,” she said still smiling. “But I wanted to ask you about the taste. Is it worth ordering, and does it have enough booze in it?” “Not worth the money,” I honestly replied. “And a little too fruity.” “Really?” “Sadly yes,” I said. “Pictured it looked good, but tasting it, I don’t know.” “Not enough booze for the price?” “Not enough anything for the price.” “Just order a beer,” O’Brien added. “You can’t go wrong ordering a beer.” “I think I’ll have my usual,” she said with a continuing smile. “Beer is not for me.” “Have a nice day,” I said returning the smile. “Thank you,” she said. “You saved my seven dollars.” “That’s the only reason why I’m drinking it,” I said. “I don’t want to lose my money.” She smiled, turned, and walked away. “What?” O’Brien said curiously as I titled my head. “She has a nice ass,” I replied. O’Brien smiled. “So you’re going to speak to the captain?” “He’s not going to agree,” O’Brien replied. “But I’ll talk to him.” “I’m sure you can convince him,” I said. “You talked me into buying this drink.” “You did that all on your own buddy.” I smiled. “I’ll give him good conversation,” said O’Brien as he cracked opened some more peanuts and failed to pop them into his mouth. “I will.” “That’s all I want you to do.”
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“But you gotta tell the deacon to keep in touch with us,” He added.” I don’t want him running a little too far. You know, it’s for his own safety.” “He’s afraid.” “He’s needs to stay where we can get to him.” “Okay,” I said. “I’ll talk to him. I’ll get him to stay put. Just you make sure you speak to the captain. Get him to back down until I finish.” “I hope he can do this for you,” said O’Brien as he finished his beer. “You’re his friend,” I said. “Try a little convincing.” “He’s the captain.” “I need some time, Pete.” “I’ll see what I can do.” “That’s all I ask.” He smiled.
There were five witnesses on the list that O’Brien gave me and each one of the witnesses didn’t seem to credible. I decided to call on each one of them. The first one on my list was Margie Sanchez. She lived on Gregory Street off of Park Avenue and near the University of Bridgeport. She lived on the bottom floor of a six family wooden frame house that was in dire need of repair. I rang the door bell several times before a young woman opened it up. “I’m looking for Margie Sanchez,” I said as the young woman just stared at me. She was wearing tight Seven jeans and a white tank top with a black bra. She was a little darker than an olive skin. She had full lips, and dark eyes. Her face was slightly angelic, and her attitude was worn on her sleeve. It appeared as if she had a chip on her shoulder. “Whatcha you want her for?” “Just going to ask her a few questions,” I replied. “Police been here.” “I’m sure they were,” I said. “But I’m not the police.” “Then who the fuck are you?” “A private investigator,” I replied. “What the fuck is that?” “I don’t know,” I replied. “It’s just a summer job I took because I knew I could handle it.” “I’m Margie,” she said. “The witness,” I said softly. “What?” “I need to ask you about the murder, and about the deacon that was accused.” “Fuck man,” she said as she stepped out of the house. “Whatcha you wanna know?” There is not really a way to force that young woman to stop swearing so much. It’s such a shame, because her mouth takes away from her beauty. “How did you see this whole thing play out?” “What the fuck do you mean?” “What happened?” “This fat bishop...” “Deacon,” I corrected. “Whatever,” she was annoyed. “He came up to Carlos Rivera and started arguing. He threw the first punch and missed. Carlos threw the next punch and it hit the bis... deacon and that set him off.” “Mike threw the first punch?” “Yep,” she replied. “The bis... deacon came at him with all he got. He punched Carlos in the mouth, and then kept punching him until he broke Carlos’ nose. Carlos didn’t fight back, he just fell over some tables.” “The deacon did all this?” “Hell yeah man,” she continued. “The bouncers threw out the deacon...” “Aww, you got it right.” She rolled her eyes. “And then the bartender checked Carlos and said he was dead.” “Neck broken?” She nodded. “Did you know why they were fighting?” “I don’t know, don’t care.”
” she said.” she said. “I do my business there.” “Club owner know?” “He didn’t throw me out yet.” “You give him some money for soliciting there?” “I got three kids to feed.” “Police know?” “Told them.bibliotastic. “I think I got what I need.” “What can I get for twenty bucks?” “A kick in the nuts.” I said. “Difficult question?” “Too much for you to afford.” “Ouch.” she replied. “Cash up front. mother fucker!” “Only God judges.
www. “Yeah. “Don’t judge me. but didn’t turn to face me. I gotta do what I gotta do!” I nodded.com
. “That would be?” “Five hundred dollars for three hours. “How much you charge?” She stopped.” She turned around slowly. “Is that all the questions?” she asked.” I replied.” She entered her apartment and slammed the door.Case File: Dog Eats Dog
“Why were you at the club?” “I’m a fucking whore.
He punched Carlos in the mouth. He also had a thick gray moustache. “But I wasn’t flirting. Mrs. “he said “He came up to Carlos Rivera and started arguing. The small store had lots of stock and lots of customers. “He’s a deacon. She wore small black-rimmed glasses low on her nose so that she could check the prices better on the product she rung up. I don’t think Carlos wanted to fight this man.” I said. “What do you want?” Mr. Her hair was dark brown with light highlights.” I corrected him again.” “That Bishop is a big guy. He was bald on top. He was clearly not thinking right. he just fell over some tables. “Like you. “Well anyways. and thick gray eye brows.” She smiled.”
.” “Deacon. but had lots of gray hair on the sides. I nodded. “I want to ask you some questions about the deacon at Froggy’s nightclub. the deacon came at him with all he had. Guzman turned around with angry eyes and shouted. I don’t pay you to stand around and flirt with all the guys that come in here!” “I’m sorry.” I corrected.Frank Atanacio
The next witness on my list was Roberto Guzman. “I can’t give anyone credit this week. “I said to her. He owned Guzman’s Bodega over on the Eastside of town. “I don’t understand why you guys can’t get that right. “She’s only the messenger. but he didn’t see her. “Hi.” I said. not a bishop.” I replied. and then kept punching him until he broke Carlos’ nose.” “I see. a private investigator.” I replied. “Whatever he was.” she said. tell them I said no!” “Relax Mr. Lopez wanted to ask something. His glasses were thick and he walked with a limp. Carlos threw the next punch and it hit the bishop and that set him off. but when I asked for him he immediately stopped what he was doing and came over. but a black guy..” Mr.” Where did I hear this before? I said to myself jokingly. He scratched the top of his head as if he was thinking about what to say. When it came to lists I’d often follow the same pattern..” I corrected. “Get back to work. I need cash paying customers! If anyone asks for credit. “I’m Nick Barnum.” “I know him. at your service. I stood there with my arms crossed waiting for him to reply. He actually did a bang up business. Guzman’s cashier was standing behind the counter. “You the police?” he asked. “No. Carlos didn’t fight back. It was located on a small dead end street off of East Main Street. “Carlos Rivera’s death?” he asked. “No credit!” he shouted with a vein sticking out of his neck. “What do you want to know?” “I wanna know what happened.” he continued. He threw the first punch and missed. The light highlights gave her face such a wonderful glow. Guzman was probably in his late sixties.” “What does she want?” “Credit. “The bishop. Mr. I didn’t think he’d have time for me. Guzman. and he’s a deacon.” she replied almost quietly. She was trying to get his attention. but I had to speak with him because he was next on my list. The place was busy.
” I continued. that I don’t understand?” He did not reply. “Yeah I think I got what I need from you.” He still didn’t reply. Guzman. You’re not a business man.
www. Lots of bills to pay. I’m sure that’s something you wouldn’t understand. He turned around and walked toward the cashier. “Business?” He said nothing. very well too. “Mr. “All I’m saying is that you should relax. and I need to stay ahead of the game.” I smiled. “Just ask. and I’ll be at your service if you need me.” he said.com
. “I’ll leave you some of my cards.. “And if you ask me.” I added. “What don’t I understand?” “Nothing.” “You don’t under.” he stopped abruptly. “It’s my business. and Carlos Rivera?” “Dea.” I said as I tossed a few of my business cards on the floor. “She’s doing her job.” “Good. “What is it exactly. He stopped but didn’t turn around. That’s all. “I’m really busy today and I got to get back to work. My name is Nick PT Barnum. “If you need my help.Case File: Dog Eats Dog
He grunted..” I paused. “Are you done asking me questions about the bishop.” he half shouted.” he shot back.” He was still silent. “I do know a little about running a business. Forget it.” “Nobody’s asking you.” I said..bibliotastic.” He rushed away.” I called.
“If we don’t see one. The guilty always do. “I had to take Mike’s wife to do some counseling.” I continued as I too had to catch my breath.Frank Atanacio
I met Detective Peter O’Brien at the end of my work day.” “Good to hear. “It’s got to be the only way.” I replied.” O’Brien shot back.” he paused as he caught his second wind. if he’s guilty.” he paused.”
. “He should be home with B B.” he said. “What do you mean?” “We pulled a surprise shake down at the club that Froggy owns. “There was nothing but Salsa and Merenge. I think the captain is going out on a limb for the deacon. He wanted to meet at Seaside Park so he could get his jogging in. “She’s really not taking this too well.” “You checked everything?” “Top to bottom.” he said.” I said. If he could fit in an activity. You know that.” he continued.” I smiled.” “So this guy is clever.” I said.” “So do you think there is a dog-fighting ring going on?” “I can’t say no. He wasn’t the type to just sit around and waste time.” “Good guy. “Did they say anything about gambling?” “You didn’t ask?” “I thought I’d ask you.” I said. “Can’t arrest people on hunches. “I really don’t want anything to happen to her. “There was only Salsa and Merenge. But he understands the situation and he’s giving you the chance to square him. he would.” he continued. I hope I’m right.” “But he doesn’t. I started jogging with him as he poured bottled water over his bald head to keep him cool. “He’ll slip up. “They were coached.” “No gambling.” I smiled as I kept up my pace with him.” O’Brien replied.” “Has the deacon been home?” “She told me that he comes and goes.” “That’s a terrible way of looking at things. “I guess you don’t run much. “I got the same bull-shit story line you guys did. “So what did you find out?” he asked. “He doesn’t stay because he’s afraid that the captain is going to change his mind and arrest him for the murder of Carlos Rivera. “You know I never need to do that.” “But that dog fighting club doesn’t exist.” he replied. maybe counseling would help her through this.” “Bad witnesses.” “That’s why Captain Roque is not taking in the deacon yet.” “I’ve known her for a long time. that captain. I thought. That woman is staying up late.” “You’re all heart.” “I understand. “Those witnesses. it really doesn’t exist. but we haven’t seen anything yet. But we can arrest people if we have witnesses. and she’s not eating too well either.” he said.
“What are you going to do next.” he continued..” O’Brien laughed. “Yeah I did.” “I know. “So?” “Mike is the one for her.com
.bibliotastic. You know Mike wasn’t always on the up and up.” He laughed again.” “My list goes on. Like the girl you use to date.” “She puts up with it.” I replied.” “She was good in bed.” I said as I stopped next to him. maybe. “Damn.Case File: Dog Eats Dog
“Me too. She had all the reasons to dump me.” he explained. “And. I remember you telling me that you think you found the one.” I said.” he said as he stopped and bent over with his hands on his knees.” I said.” “So he was always the one for her?” “The one?” “Yeah.” I smiled. and you laugh?” “You’re a funny guy. “I’m going to pay Larry Bonilla a visit.” “Go ahead.” “He’s going to be a tough one.” “Okay. “I’m telling you the truth.” “I know that too. and your feet sweat. I miss that. her strength was weakened by Mike Brandon. “I put her and her son in harm’s way.” “Do you think she’s weak because of it?” “No. “Because she loves him and she has always loved him. “She’s taking just a little too much.” “I think over the years. “And there was no mistake about it. There was never a question about that.” I replied.” O’Brien warned.” “God saved him. say it.
www.” “But Brenda was always on the up and up. He was probably motivated by the events that played up to that statement. “She was a true Christian woman.. you son of a bitch!” “I’m not going to lie.” O’Brien paused as he drank some warm bottle water. “I think over the years.” he continued. I don’t. the one that you really can’t live without.” “And Zoraida was the one for you?” “I thought.” “She was always a strong woman. “What?” “You really loved her.” How good?” “I don’t want to talk about it.” I paused briefly as I caught my breath.. I was pretty sure that Detective Peter O’Brien really didn’t mean to say it that way.” “So it wasn’t just sexual?” “At first. “You know. the guy that makes your heart stop.” I nodded and didn’t say anything.
I didn’t want him to see that I was almost out of breath.” “Leave her out of this. Janet. “Good-luck!” he shouted.” He nodded. “Really!” “I’m Pete.
. “Thanks for the run. He winced. you’ll get it with him.” I said.” “Don’t worry. and it’s solid muscle. “I could have gone all day.” He smiled. “So bring tough on. not your secretary.” I said as I began sprinting back to my truck. “I’m 6'2 I weigh 245 pounds.” I lied. I can take care of my myself. I waved my hand above my head without turning around. not fat. Pete.Frank Atanacio
“Look at me.” he said as he stood up.” “Tired of running?” I asked. “I’m done.
“You know. He sells dollar items in a 99 cent store. Maybe he had a change of heart. It was June in Bridgeport. Didn’t understand why he didn’t call it a dollar store or something of that nature.” I said. The third witness kept me waiting longer than I expected. I kept looking at all the dollar items. They were solid. “I was just going to by a tooth brush. at your service.” she replied. At the check-out.com
. “Thank you. but who was I to judge? The door was covered with Spanish cock fight promotions.” “Whose asking for him?” she asked ignoring my statement.” “You must be a fucking genius to figure that out.” I answered. The store had junk tossed into baskets that lined the walls. The first hint of attitude gone bad was Margie Sanchez. “I am a private eye. and passed winners.” She did not reply. “Hey Ming Lee!” I called. which normally means gang violence.” she replied.” “What do you want?” she shot back. She was talking on her cell phone and turned around when she saw me.” she said as she attitude her way toward the backroom. Maybe his story might be different. She stuck her head out of the backroom and shouted.” “Well. “And I know you’re not him. “And don’t steal nothing. She ignored me.
www. He wasn’t so eager to speak with me like the other two. “What does that mean?” “My boss will see you. The second sign was the attractive Asian woman. “Dollar shit?” I smiled.” I paused.” She turned around and slapped her cell phone shut. Get it known!” “Get it known?” I whispered. “What do you want?” “Am I bothering you?” “I was busy. and the price was terrific.” “Wait here.bibliotastic. I could steal.” I called. It was so patterned.Case File: Dog Eats Dog
Larry Bonilla did business out of a store front located downtown Bridgeport. and there were several things that I would have purchased.” she said as she walked passed me. with long dark hair and wearing looping gold earrings was a very attractive Asian young woman. and will probably tell me the truth. “Too busy for customers?” “People that buy this dollar shit ain’t customers. “I’m looking for Larry Bonilla. “Nick PT Barnum. “That’s not very nice to say. “Hello. and beautiful women developing bad attitudes. “In there?” She nodded.” I smiled. I went in. “It’s Linh Le! Asshole.
” “Is there dog fighting?” “No. I have questions. There was a sadness to the man’s eyes. but he rubbed the bottom of his chin as if he were massaging a beard.” “I can help you.” He grimaced. “Truth?” “I told you the truth.” “Are you sure?”
. “Broke his nose. “Came up to Carlos Rivera and started arguing.” “Everyone thought that. “Nobody that hangs out there at the club is an innocent man. but I have to ask anyways. I may already know what you might say. “That’s all I got.” he replied.” “So the deacon went to town on him?” I asked sarcastically. and snapped his neck. “I thought he was a bishop.” He hesitated for a long time.” I said “I figure that. He nodded. it was as if he knew telling me the truth was out of the question. Mr. tell me the truth.” I said. He had no facial hair. “Listen man.” he replied.” “Then don’t.” he said as he took out another cigarette and lit it up. “Did you say deacon?” I nodded.Frank Atanacio
I walked into the back stock area and Mr. and I really don’t want to get involved.” I added.” he said slowly as if he was trying to think of the correct words. something a little different. “It’s about the deacon and Carlos Rivera. Bonilla was a tall thin man. “Mr. He threw the first punch and missed.” “Okay. “Well?” “The deacon. with an honest face. “So that man wasn’t a bishop?” “Nope.” “You’re helping to send an innocent man to jail.” I said. “I don’t think so.” He smiled. Bonilla was leaning against some boxes smoking a cigarette. “Just want to hear your side of the story. Bonilla. Bonilla?” “No.” He tossed the cigarette to the floor and stepped on it.” I said.” “You saw the deacon snap his neck?” He hesitated. Carlos threw the next punch and it hit the deacon and that set him off. “The bouncers threw him out and later the bartender said that Carlos was dead. “Mr. I have a family.
bibliotastic. I know a few of those guys and they will stick their necks out for the right reasons. I’ll always be at your service.” His head fell to his chest. “Remember one thing.
www. “I know something is bothering you.com
.” He smiled.” I said as I walked over to him and placed some business cards into his shirt pocket.” “You know I really can help you.Case File: Dog Eats Dog
He breathed in. “Yeah. and I can get Bridgeport Police to help. “Think about it. and for a good cause.” I said.
“Who cares.” I smiled. I hid behind a dumpster that was covered in graffiti as I waited for my tail to pull in. punk!” “Not before I drop him. The driver did not hesitate as he quickly opened his door and pointed his gun at me from over the top of the car. The tailing has become more obvious. Perhaps they wanted to follow me to the fourth person on my list. “Drop the gun!” He shouted.” “Froggy is not going to like this. The bartender at Froggy’s club.” I said. it hurts!” he screamed. “Hello. He was a well dressed Hispanic male in his mid thirties. A heavy set Hispanic suit opened up the passenger side and stood behind the opened door visually combing the area.Frank Atanacio
The next day I had my first encounter with Froggy’s boys. “I’m warning you. “It’s not my style.” he continued. and I do follow my list religiously. “It should. “Just an expendable associate. “Can’t do that. “Let him go!” he demanded.” I said as I cocked the gun. “What you’re telling me. “Like I said the first time.” I smiled. He dropped to the ground in pain as he held his bloody leg. just semantics. He smiled. The building was boarded up and the pumps were stripped clean. Jackie Reeves. “He’s a fat piece of shit anyways. “I shot you. “I can’t.” “Warms my heart to see such a loving family.” he issued. He had a thin moustache and he wore stylish sunglasses.” The driver looked agitated. Just the shells were still in place. fat boy. I drove down Lee Avenue and parked at a corner gas station that closed several years back. “So you don’t care about your buddy?” I asked. I had to make my move so I quickly jumped behind him and put my gun to his head.” said the fat guy. “He’s not my buddy.” the driver quickly replied. it’s all the same to me. “Oops. It was just a few seconds more that went by when a light blue late model car with four doors pulled up behind my green Ford Explorer.” I said. “Is that you don’t mind if I put a bullet into your fat associate?” “Be my guest. so I decided to find out why the tail.” I continued stalling.” I replied.” “I’ll drop you.” “Damn. “Last warning.
.” said the driver. dog eats dog world. “What the?” I smiled.” I replied. “Girl eats girl. I fired a shot through the inside of their car hitting the driver in the left thigh. He had his left hand on his hip and pushed his right hand into the breast pocket of the suit. His suit fit him like a glove. It started as an all day tail.” I said. They come a dime a dozen. “It hurts. They followed me everywhere I went.” I said with a hint of smugness.” I said. He was the fourth person I had penciled in.
“I need help!” “Mental or physical?” “Damn you!” “Well. “Damn!” “Better?” “You’re crazy!” “And you’re going to bleed to death. “Frankly. “Damn you’re weak. “Or.” I started.” I walked around the car toward the driver.” I said. and he gets off Scott free. but he didn’t.bibliotastic. I can’t.” I said. I never realized how weak the big guy was. “I’m bleeding badly!” he shouted. I really wanted to know why they were following me.
www. because It was something I wouldn’t have done. He just had a lot of fat in him.” “Really. I’m going to let you bleed to death. It was a beautiful sight. “Now fat boy. I shot him in the other leg. that thinking about it first was my only option. It’s that simple. He’ll tell your boss that you told me. but I was wrong.Case File: Dog Eats Dog
“I don’t really care what Froggy likes or dislikes.” “Of course you can. why were you following me?” “I can’t say anything. And trust me. I smiled. Kill him.” “Froggy will hear about this!” “I’m sure he will. “You only shot me once. “If you don’t tell me why you were following me.” he sobbed. “So. bleeding to death isn’t going to be pretty.” He looked confused. and then tell your boss that you had to kill him because you overheard him telling me. my friend. It was something so out of the ordinary. I waited for a few seconds to see if the fat guy would come to.” I said. “You’re going to go into a deep sleep. “I know for a fact that you’re fat buddy there will tell me what I need to know. “You’ll die. “You know.com
. “I can see that from here.” “Once?” He nodded. Get it?” The driver thought about it.” I said as I stepped on his designer sun glasses.” “You know blood can easily drain out of two bullet holes very quickly” I said as I tried frightening him.” “So you’d rather bleed to death?” “Froggy will kill me anyways. why were you following me?” “Fuck you!” “I’ve been hearing too much swearing these passed few days.” I started as I kicked his gun away. and then die. When the end comes closer.” I smiled devilishly.” “I can’t.” I hit the fat guy in the back of his head with the butt of my gun and he dropped to the ground like a stone. so I thought really hard about my next statement. you tell me. you’re going to know it. I thought he had a little more fight in him. He was still on the ground holding his thigh wincing in pain. I had to think about it. I’m sick and tired of it.” “Two bullet holes?” He looked confused.
thank you my friend. the deed.” “I see. We followed that fat cop.
.” I pursed my lips a bit. I took out my cell phone and dialed 911.Frank Atanacio
The driver thought about it some more. The driver smiled.” I said. I smiled some more. “Well.” “But why the cover up?” “I don’t know. I’m calling from a closed down gas station on the corner of State Street and Lee Avenue.” I replied. “I wasn’t there.” “Damn.. that late?” He nodded. There’s been a shooting and two people have been shot. I need you to send an ambulance right away.” I nodded. “There must be some truth to what these witnesses are saying.” He nodded as I retrieved his gun.” “My gun. but the other can be saved if you come right away. 911 emergency. right?” “I always keep my promises. “Hi.” he replied. “I see.” “When?” “Sunday after mid-night. It wasn’t just you we followed.” said the driver.” I said. He wanted to. “Is there dog fighting at his club?” “That moves around. we had to kill the witness. “You’ve been a wealth of information..” “When and where is the next fight?” “Chico on Wordin Avenue. If anyone told you something different.” Your name? I hung up.” he replied.” he continued. “But Froggy wants them to use his words. “So there is dog fighting?” “All the time.” “So the witnesses were coached?” He nodded. “It wasn’t anything against you.” he said.” he begged. “You’re going to call for help.” “O’Brien. “Well?” “One Eye Froggy wanted us to follow you because he needed to know that you got the information he wanted you to get. “But the deacon did get into a fight with that bookie. I think one is dead. it was written across his face. “Mike Brandon didn’t kill that man?” “That I can’t tell you. “We just had to make sure you got what he wanted you to get.
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I smiled. I jumped into my truck and turned right onto State Street and left onto Yale Street and then I heard two shots ring out.bibliotastic.
. I didn’t turn around nor did I look through my rear view mirror. Their family problems are their own business.
” he said as he placed the open beer in front of me.” he said as he grinned sheepishly. “I’m looking for Jackie Reeves. I heard it was a jumping place. I didn’t know and Frankly. “I already spoke to the real police. Seuss character. but that night there weren’t too many patrons. “Not so close. He walked away. He had the olive skin with the black facial features.” “Five dollars. “Why not?” “Because of my insurance policies.” I threatened.” “What kind?” “Becks. “Slow tonight?” I asked. “Your policies?” I asked as I pointed to one of them. I realized that there was a security button beneath the counter. “Yes?” “Beer. He came back with five singles and slapped it directly in front of me. Perhaps it was early. I sat directly in front of him.” I said as I backed off just a little.” he said as he walked back toward me. He leaned directly in front of me as if he was going to kiss me or smell me.” he said. “Hey bar keep.” I nodded.” he said. “Old folks like you don’t need to come.” “Insurance policies?” He grinned sheepishly again.
. They were big and stacked with muscles. and he was simply reaching for it. “I hear he was one of the witnesses. He had an Afro. “Now you need to speak to me. “The crowd don’t kick in until 11pm. “It’s early. The bartender was no more than 23 years old as he stood behind the bar wiping glasses.” I called and he turned around.” I smiled. Jackie Reeves. In fact you couldn’t really get a good checker game going with the patrons there.” I replied.” “You heard right. “Can I ask you some questions?” “I don’t think so. “I don’t think so. My job was to question witness number four.” “Why?” “Questions about the murder that happened here. He was a thin Latino and African American mixed. It was at that time. I turned around and saw two mountain men standing on each side of me. He looked like a Dr. or perhaps the murder of Carlos Rivera had something to do with it. but it was pulled upward and held together with a rubber band.Frank Atanacio
Later that evening I walked into Froggy’s bar on Fairfield Avenue. “I started.” he replied. I didn’t care. I gave the bartender a ten and he walked toward the register and rung me up. “So. “You’re Jackie?” He nodded.
It was unintelligible.” I said. Well.bibliotastic. but you got my juices flowing. and he had to deal with me. but he was nowhere to be found.” he replied. Or perhaps to scare the bartender. He fell back and was out cold. I had to hit him again because I knew it was only a matter of time before he regained his full composure and was able to offer me a real fight. I may simple just beat what I want out of you. “Will he fight me?” “No. so I banged it against the bar again. and the fight is over. I was expecting him to attack me. I elbowed the man on my right in the nose breaking it instantly.” he said honestly. except you. The man with the broken nose ran out of the bar. I hadn’t planned on fighting that evening. And I grabbed the man on my left and slammed his face against the bar not once.” I nodded and walked out.” said the bartender. “Are you that afraid of Froggy?” I asked. and witness. It was the quickest fight I have ever been in. I was proud as hell. In fact. but twice. given the position and circumstances you put me in. The big guy stood up with his face covered in blood and looked at me with vengeful eyes. I grimaced.” “I figure that. I had no juices in me.” I said slowly.
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Jackie nodded.” “The truth?” “No. “I can’t tell you the truth.” I said. “You will be too. I heard Jackie Reeves mutter something from behind the bar. I have this need to break some bones. “You have been a gracious bartender. “I’m a lover!” “So what do I do about my need to control my juices?” “I’ll tell you what happened that night. He didn’t answer. “I’m not looking for easy. I was proud of myself. but a man had to do what a man had to do. but I understood the reason for his incoherence.” “Then you’re screwing with the right guy.” “But he comes with more insurance policies than me.” I said. but twice.” “Remember who cancelled yours.” “I’m not a fighter!” he shouted. I nodded. “Unfortunately. and make this a real fist fight. You see. and there is no one left to fight with. “I don’t think it’ll be that easy to cancel his. I just said that to say it.” “The coached story?” He nodded.” I turned around to walk out.” “Well. “Would you speak to me if I had your policies cancelled?” “What?” “If I cancel your policy. not once. The pain really didn’t register with him. I just cancelled his insurance policies. I didn’t come here to fight. “You know he’s going to get you for this. “It’s a simple question. “Would you speak to me?” He looked confused.
“Thanks for meeting me. Carolyn and I had dinner in Ralph and Richie’s next to the Barnum museum. and the food was fantastic. He threw the first punch and missed. “Thank God. and opened the bottle of champagne. Her black hair was so thick and curly. She had thin perfect lips.” she said slowly as if she was trying to remember the correct words to say.” “It’s your job. “You were coached. “I feel bad that I have to put you through this.” she said as she sipped her water. She laughed.” I said.” she said.Frank Atanacio
Carolyn Lopez was the final name on my list.” I said.” She frowned still looking terrific. I tried to look my best for her.” “Everyone does. “I’m not a good liar. Her eyes were rich brown. “Why do men always say that when they’re talking to a pretty woman?” “So you think you’re pretty?” “Damn right.
. and a body that made every man look. Carolyn knew the owner. “I’m not sure where to start. “I know what you’re going to say. I felt sort of out of her league.” She looked down at the table cloth. right?” “And the deacon. so we got a nice table. and her face a gentle light complexion. “Came up to Carlos Rivera and started arguing. spacious place with excellent service. and he certainly wasn’t kidding. She smiled and I nodded. right?” “Yes. “So this is about Carlos Rivera. “Is that what the others were saying?” she asked. It was easy on my eyes. but that didn’t stop me from trying to enjoy her company. “The deacon. “So. “Love your confidence. “This is professional.” I took a breath.” I nodded in agreement. and I fully understand why. O’Brien had warned me earlier. I smiled. I smiled. It was a big. I ordered antipasto for two and a bottle of their best champagne. “Go right ahead. Carlos threw the next punch and it hit the deacon and that set him off. She was dressed very tastefully.” she replied. Plus.” she said. because she was extremely hot.” I laughed. I nodded.” She smiled.” I said. She was the only one to supply a phone number to the police and I had called her and she agreed to meet me at a local restaurant located near my office in downtown Bridgeport.” I said.” I said as the waiter placed our food in front of us. She was wearing tight slacks and a pretty pink blouse. “Thanks for lunch.
” “You don’t strike me as a gambler. plus this. and the bookie even bought the deacon a drink.” “But if you go to court. “I really shouldn’t be telling you any of this. “You know. “Why couldn’t Froggy just give you guys a different set of things to say.” What a beautiful picture. her ass in a sling. “You’ll be in hot water.” I slowly bit my lower lip. “But I had to.” she said. and we might say the wrong things.” “Problems?” “I owe Froggy a lot of money.com
.” “Perjury?” “Big time. but my ex-husband turned me on.” “So they were friends?” “I guess they had dealings before.” “There’s help for that.bibliotastic. “I can’t really tell you if they were friends.” “If it does.”
www. a little too late.” I said.” “I wasn’t. “It was weird though. “Did the deacon start the fight.” “I didn’t want to do it.” “Froggy says this may not go to court. and I don’t get paid. “How?” “Gambling debts. everyone going to tell that you’ve been coached.?” I said. yeah.” she replied.” she replied. “The police already know that you guys were coached. really?” “He did argue with the bookie. and I couldn’t shake it loose.” “So now you do favors for him?” “I’m his waitress.” she paused briefly.” “Staged?” She nodded. Or at least from Carlos Rivera’s side. He would have my ass in a sling. I know because I delivered it to him.” “Why?” “We have problems.” “How so?” “They were talking all nice and nice.Case File: Dog Eats Dog
She smiled with a hint of flirtation. “So there is more to this story?” “There is.” she said. “I’m here for you Carolyn.” “Then I need to get to the bottom of this. And that’s when I doubt your good looks could bail you out.” “Yeah. It’s so childish.” She smiled.” “Froggy says the deacon was too pushy. That argument looked staged.
but you put a stop to that. “Ah.” she said.Frank Atanacio
She ate some food and I watched her chew. “I heard about the fight at the bar too. “If I know he definitely knows.” “Private investigations?” I nodded.” I smiled.” “Why the hesitation?” she asked.” I smiled.” she warned. “I know.” she replied. right?” She nodded. “Me too.” “Paulie.” “Puerto Rican?” I nodded. “I guess he and Tito were hired to follow you. “I’m sure Froggy knows about it too. like you. “I had a girl. her ass in a sling. but she broke up with me. what a beautiful picture. “Of course silly. “He’s really nasty. no.” “What’s her name?” “Zoraida Saez.” she said. you know him?” “He tried picking me up. “He’s the one whose going to put your ass in a sling.” “Why?” “My line of work. “Why do you keep smiling at me. “What?” “How did you know about the dog fight this Sunday?” “I got it from someone in the driver’s seat.” I said. “Good girl?” “Hot.” she said.” She smiled. “Honestly?”
. “Oh. “Do you have a girlfriend?” she asked. “Are you going to be at the dog fight this Sunday?” I asked. I heard. She glared at me.” I smiled. Again.” she said.
“Was wondering how you’d handle my ass in a sling. I laughed. “Now why are you always smiling?” I asked. “You have my number.
. many ways. baby. “I think you’d be a delight to get to know.bibliotastic. “Too bad we’re not meeting under different circumstances. “I’m trying to picture your ass in a sling.” She laughed.” She laughed.” “And I’m going to give you mine.” “You can still get to know me.” “Oh?” I nodded. We ate and drank champagne. And the afternoon went well.” she said. “Honestly?” I nodded.” “Many ways. I laughed.” She smiled.Case File: Dog Eats Dog
“You don’t believe me?” “No. and I know she’s worried sick.” “Beat you up and took the money?” “Beat me up like this. I looked around and I noticed everything was in order. “They came in here?” “Yeah.” “Then can I ask you a few questions?” “Do you have to?” I nodded. And the police are ready to jump on me as soon as you finish your investigation. I walked in from the backside and he was sitting at his desk with his head down. but these past few days were really hard on me. “You fight back?” “Two of them grabbed me and the third punched the shit out of me. “I won a lot of money and he refused to pay me. I can’t run my church.” he replied. “Mike. I can’t go home to my wife.” he said pointing to his face. “You okay Mike?” I asked. and I know those people need me. He said he didn’t have it. He was a fighter.” I nodded. He had lost his cell phone so I had to track him down the hard way.” “I know you think I can take care of myself. “A new fight?” He nodded again. “I got no more fight left in me. “Did you ever change your clothes?” He nodded. but mine. Why should I fight back?” “Because you’re Deacon Mike Brandon. it’s me. He had a black eye on top of a black eye.” I said. “I’ll give you that.Frank Atanacio
I had to meet with Mike Brandon.” he started.” “But you didn’t give him enough time to get it?” I asked. shoot. He lifted his head up and I noticed it was covered with bruises.” “Why were you really arguing with Carlos Rivera?” “Money.” he said. “What happened Mike?” “Some punks came in here and tried to rob the church. A kick ass kind of guy.” He smiled. come on.” “He covered everyone’s bet. “So what really happened?” “I told you the truth. “Okay. and dried blood on his shirt. and he was very difficult to find.”
.” I didn’t believe the deacon because he wasn’t the type to just let anyone grab him. I found him hiding in the basement of his church. and nothing was thrown to the floor. “Sometimes bookies can’t cover the bets that same night. and he was good at it.
” I nodded.” He smiled.
www. “Didn’t he buy you a drink?” “That cat never bought anyone a drink!” he shouted.” I said. “Don’t play with me. you almost lost Zoraida. Nick. “Are you reporting this to the police?” he asked.” “You.” I said using the driver’s line. it’s all semantics.” “I know him from the gambling only. and he didn’t carry that much on him.bibliotastic. and I didn’t mean to punch that guy in the nose. “I understand the ramifications of death. He swung at me and missed.” he started. You see everyone has a motive! It’s a dog eats dog world!” “Yeah.” “A waitress said she delivered a drink to you that was purchased by Carlos. I’m sorry for what I did. “And you know that because?” “He’s a cheap ass!” “But you don’t know him that well. “I’m sorry Nick. “I went over to Carlos Rivera and asked him for my money. It wasn’t a fair fight. That just triggered something in me so I called his mama a name. and I swung at him and punched the shit out of him.com
. “Not until I get all my little ducks in a row. I told him I needed the money and he told me tough shit. girl eats girl.” “I’m just so sorry all of this started.” “Okay. “But it was to get me to make bets with him. “Just want to make sure you’re on the up and up with me.” he said as he looked directly at me. that Latina waitress did bring me a drink purchased by that cheap ass. “I just don’t want to go to jail. “Really?” “Just hang in a little longer and let me get to the bottom of this.” “You’re going to kick my ass?” “I’ll do more than that. He said he wasn’t going to pay. but I didn’t. I can take!” I smiled.” “Yeah.” “Everyone lies!” “Even you?” He glared at me. “Come on Mike.Case File: Dog Eats Dog
“Were you friends?” “I don’t know him too well. “I hit the dog fights big.” I said knowing that if he lied to stay out of jail would only come back to bite him in the ass.” I said. dog eats dog.” “I know.” “So you do have a little fight left in you.” “You may not have even killed him.” he confessed. I could cleaned up the floor with his scrawny ass.” “The loss of your niece kind of put you out there.” I said.” he said. give me something to hang my hat on.
” I said. I’m sure he felt the walls closing in. “You told me that once. Wishing I had stayed home. The reason I knew that he was lying to me was when he told the truth. you could hear the conviction.” “I’m going to start keeping a close leash on One Eye Froggy. yeah robbed.” “Robbed?” I nodded.” I said. I left.” “I like dancing.” I suggested. “I just want to find out if killing Carlos Rivera and the dog fights go hand and hand. Mike.” I said sincerely.” “But dealing with Froggy is an over boil. He smiled. Nick.Frank Atanacio
He nodded. He was hiding something.” “Everything comes down to a boil for a reason. “Yeah. “Just want to see if his bark is worth than his bite. “He’s not a punk gang member.” he added.” “Be careful Nick.” he continued. Mike Brandon was filled with adrenaline. “Call the police and let them know you were robbed. but I didn’t push it. Not just yet. “I know.” the deacon warned. and that would soon come out like dirty little secrets. There was no conviction. “You’re going to be dancing cheek to cheek with the devil.” The deacon nodded. “I thought I liked dancing too. “Keep in touch with your wife. “Why don’t you go wash up.” I said. I need to find out if there’s a correlation.
.” “This guy is tough.” I grimaced. I knew that there was more to his story. and now look at me. Maybe you were just a scape goat.
It was as if she was expecting me right at that moment. I realized she could have had her choice of any guy she wanted. but she chose me. and there’s a place for everything. “I am. she was hot.” “Most of it.Case File: Dog Eats Dog
I was pleased that Carolyn Lopez called me over to her apartment for a drink. She was a pretty girl caught up in bad things. I was planning to give her a thorough background check. “What. or you can simply ask for a drink. and we’ll take it slow. “You keep teasing me and I bet you won’t get lucky. Or at least pile them high on the bedroom floor.” “You thought I’d be a fancy girl?” I laughed.” I said. It was out of the blue and certainly unexpectedly.com
. She was wearing a New York Mets baseball cap. “Come in.” I joked. “Well. “Are you Nick PT Barnum?” she asked jokingly.” she said.” “I make certain of that.” she grinned. “My kind of girl. Every stain can come out of dirty laundry. sit down. I can’t be fancy?” I laughed again and she pushed me. Everything has a place. “Something funny?” “Yeah you.” I said.” “Is that a choice?” She nodded.” “I heard so much about you.” She was so organized.” “All bad I hope. “I wanted to make sure it found its way to your front steps. but decided against it. I knocked on the light oak wood door and Carolyn opened it up immediately.” She smiled. Damn. “Then I choose to rip your clothes off and take advantage of you right here. I started those rumors. How so?” “Let’s just say I can play hockey without a stick.” “Good.” She laughed. What really turned me on was the fact that she seemed a bit frisky over the phone. “So.” She turned and smiled. and a number 15 Mets black jersey with tight white shorts.” “Beer would be fine. but why couldn’t she get her finances straightened out? “How do we start?” I nervously asked. “You can rip my clothes off and take advantage of me right here. “Nice place you have here. Perhaps she was waiting by the window.” I smiled. “A beer drinker. “I started as I looked around at her neat apartment. She quickly made a dash for the kitchen and came back with two cold bottled beers. I had all the plans to get the stains out of her dirty laundry.bibliotastic. I’ve elected to simply allow the chips to fall where they may. Nick PT Barnum. “You’re going to be the lucky one.”
“With you.” “That’s business?” “For me it is. I wanted to sleep with Carolyn that night.” she replied.” I smiled.” She laughed.” she said. but I had to block that out of my mind. everything goes flying.
. “You’re laughing at me?” I asked.” “Just make me your bitch.” I started. “Now get undressed. When you’re with Nick.” “A man’s got to do what a man’s got to do. “It’s the best I got. “I’m asking as a friend who wants to help. “No.” “I’m not that easy. “And who wants to keep on your good side so I’d be in your pants by the night’s end. “Right here?” “Problem with that?” she asked. “Did you have a moustache once?” “No. even morals.” I replied. “It was a terrific date.” “Is that dirty talk?” “You want more?” “At least better than that.” “I am.” “Oh you are a pig!” “Carolyn. “Or you’d rather not talk about it?” “I just want to spend some good times with a regular guy.” she replied.Frank Atanacio
“I get that a lot.” “Is there a need to laugh?” “None. She sort of reminded me of Zoraida. “I understand.” I answered.” “Really?” “I would know that. “How did you start gambling?” She looked puzzled.” “I’ll be the judge of that.” “I bet you do.” I said.” She smiled. “No business.” she said softly as she began to undress.” “When was the last time you had hair on your face?” she asked.” she said. “About two weeks ago. “I just didn’t want to break any of your furniture as I make wild and passionate love to you. not Zoraida.” she said. and take me. “I thought I saw you in the newspapers once or twice before.” I said.
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“I’m sure you will. Hell. and certainly no Viagra. It’s just that she was so attractive.
www. Nick PT Barnum needed no comparison.com
. I’m a great looking guy. so take notes!” She smiled. because I couldn’t believe I was really here with her. I really had to pinch myself. It wasn’t that I wasn’t good looking. and I’m not a stock-broker type.bibliotastic. Nevertheless. I bet I’d pale in comparison to the men she’d usually date.
“So you wanted some information on Carlos Rivera?” she asked. and there was access to the internet with medical ties. “And that could have killed him. “She’s a good captain. It appeared that her job kept her from keeping up with her appearance. Personal computers were not allowed. “Mr. “But there simply was no traffic to get stuck in. “Can we talk away from the dead?” I asked. She wore designer glasses. “The deacon punched him in the nose. right?” “True.”
.” she said not looking up. but I’m a simple guy. The hospital wanted to make sure their patients were never ignored.” I said. and the fact that she hasn’t any make-up on didn’t help either. “Sure. and checking personal information or email wasn’t permitted either.” “Someone is telling you lies. Her nose was long. but her slight bags under her eyes told a different story. she wasn’t here to attract me.” I started. There were programs that only their computers supported.” “He neck was napped?” She stared disdainfully at me.” she agreed. “Right on time. “Got her trained.” In her office was one of the few personal computers allowed by hospital administrators. “But he didn’t have a broken nose. and her blonde hair had sprinkles of gray. Even he admitted to that. “We’ve determined the cause of death to be a broken neck. Freeman was a tall slender woman. Her job was to examine the dead.” “I was trying to be fashionable late.” She smiled. but cute.” “Could it have been from a counter of table?” “Do you mean if he could have snapped his neck by falling backwards on a counter or table?” I nodded. She seemed well rested.” She smiled. Keep it simple. Nevertheless.” I whispered. and my job was to find out how they got dead. “Yes.” I started.” “Of course not. “So it could be ruled out as an accident. She grabbed an old doughnut from the coffee counter and bit into it slowly.” I said mostly to myself. “Jenny doesn’t lie. with a fit body structure.” she replied as we walked to a small corner office. “Captain Camacho wanted me to give you my complete cooperation.” I said.” “Sure he did.” she said as she continued examining the body. his neck was snapped. I nodded. “Information gave me directions to this haunting room.” “Yes. and I’ll be out of your hair very quickly. She was here to answer some questions. “I know you want to use medical terminology on me. I was not to surprised that she was touching a dead body on a table in front of her. Dr.” “A broken nose couldn’t have killed him.” “She nodded. “Listen.Frank Atanacio
The next morning I had to visit Dr. She nodded as I walked closer to her.” “So a punch in the nose could have caused him to fall backwards.” The doctor smiled. Marcia Freeman at the Bridgeport Hospital Morgue.” I replied. “I hear that you cause a lot of these dead bodies. Barnum.
He hates black people. “They’re going to have another examiner supply them with the same information.” “So he could have been framed?” She nodded. “I see his work come through this hospital often.” “So you have evidence that could help free an innocent man.” “Well.” she said.” I paused. He’d rather have others do the work for him.” I Paused as she bit into the doughnut again. “I’m not really the greatest. and missed the drink shot up and splattered all over him. “So he did bust Carlos in the nose?” “Clocked him good.” I started.” “Do you know his business?” I asked.” I nodded. “But why?” I asked myself as I turned away from the doctor. “If I did. damn you’re slow. “People like that man avoid scenarios that will have him come into contact with these groups of people. “The police knows it.” she started.com
.bibliotastic.” “My ex-husband worked for him. PT Barnum is the greatest showman. How did you ever become Bridgeport’s greatest private eye? Carlos was holding the drink. “You decided to tell the captain of police your history?”
www. Lots of it.” I said.” “Yeah. He has this controversial way of handling these groups of people.” “Again.Case File: Dog Eats Dog
“He was holding a Bloody Mary in his hand.” she answered.” “I’m sorry. “Didn’t the police tell you this?” “They kept it from me.” “You know Carlos?” “No. “You know. “And the deacon drinking a Bloody Mary?” “I’m kidding.” I nodded.” “Me too. “Yes?” “This Froggy guy. It’s that play on words. he would have changed that.” she started as I turned back to face her.” I asked. and when the deacon swung.” “But when you found it had something to do with Froggy. “Not really sure. “How do you know this. She grinned. and me Nick Barnum. “Why?” “My connections. but they’re not using it?” She nodded. and the only thing found in his stomach were the ingredients to a Bloody Mary.” she answered.” “How do you know this?” She looked levelly at me. women. and then they’ll take it from there.” “Was Carlos drunk?” “His alcohol levels were very high. and homosexuals. “I was on duty when Carlos Rivera came in. I hear you’re a show off. I had to have something great because I’m certainly no showman.” she smiled. “He did break his nose and he wasn’t holding the Bloody Mary.
I walked out of her workplace and looked at the autopsy report.” “You’ve been a great help. She nodded. but I studied it like a medical student would. She slipped it into her pocket and smiled at me.” “Because of what you found.” she said as she handed me the paper. right?” “Even still. her eyes shifting away from me.Frank Atanacio
She shrugged. “I’m here and I believe the police wanted you to speak to me. “Me too. “I would never jeopardize my job for anyone! I report the truth.” she said she took out a pair of surgical gloves from a box on the counter.” she said. I was the ideal person to speak to. “If you need anything else. “I could never have a bad night.” she paused. That’s all. “I was the first to handle his corpse.” “Sometimes it’s better that way. I wasn’t sure what I was looking for. “Is that all the questions you have?” she asked.
.” she replied. call me. “If you think of anything else I need to know. No matter what!” “Just checking.” she half shouted.” she said warmly. I called her immediately and explained.” “Damn you’re a funny girl.” I nodded. “So the other doctor who handed everything over to te police.” “B B?” She nodded.” I said. “Captain Jenny Camacho and I go a long way back.” She smiled.” “So you think. I handed the doctor my business card and she accepted it.” I said. “So the reports have no prejudices. She smiled. “I have a great deal of work to do. and because of the ties you have?” She pondered those questions for a moment and then answered.” “I also know the deacon.” She said softly.” I nodded again.” “I wish it were under different circumstances. and I stick with it. “For now. “Call the police. “I’ve known him for a number of years through his wife. is she on duty?” “He. “Too bad your audience consists of dead people.” “Good. and no. “I think Detective O’Brien wanted me to make sure you get everything they got.” I Nodded.” “After the reports?” “When I completed the reports is when all this came to light. glancing at the empty coffee pot.” “Here’s a print out of the autopsy report.
but that was far too delicate for me. While the ripples were still spreading. She was afraid of what my job was going to do to her family. I’d had a few sweethearts since Zoraida. it may cause you to lose your life. and knew that I wasn’t trained to do anything else. She told me to try an office job. and how I was never home. Again they talked amongst themselves. Delicate? My house came with a farm porch that stretched from one side of the house to the other. It lets me be me. I remembered her kisses. I lay there thinking and my thoughts kept coming around to Zoraida Saez. and the thoughts of that beautiful girl intensified. he seemed challenged. It’s difficult rule to follow. Delicate again? Tired and bothered as I was. B B had her one. I remembered everything we did together. When you allow something to challenge you. I thought about it. when O’Brien spoke to me. I couldn’t remember a case ever being so delicate. They were always talking about the way I live. In my line a work. and the way she drove her sports car. and getting the upper hand is what I always strived for. She wanted me to quit what I was doing once. O’Brien had hit it on the head when he called her the one. but a rule nevertheless. I took off my gun and laid down on the sofa that I had stored there for dumping purposes. Without being delicate. I liked it. but I never got around to doing it. but they never approached me. I couldn’t get some much needed rest. Pushing her skirt way up high so that I could be teased unmercifully. and I had mine. it’ll end up staying over like an unwanted family member who has nothing better to do than to sponge off of you. Everything has to be hit head on. I kept thinking about that word. and it’s all I knew. I knew my neighbors complained about it. She once said she didn’t want to let fear in the door. Because if you do. She was only trying to protect her son.
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Everything didn’t seem to be going the way I expected it. Everything we did together developed into a pattern that inked itself permanently in my consciousness. but she was the one I didn’t want to let go. he lacked conviction. and I fully understood.com
. there has to be no room for being challenged. When the deacon spoke to me. Again with the delicate. Funny how relationship works. even a little fear.bibliotastic. I fell asleep. They complained amongst themselves. I guess they thought I was much too delicate to hear the truth. Zoraida was a whole package deal. her laughs.
pretty Latin woman with dark short hair. Her favorite deacon was accused of murder. She had olive skin and big brown eyes that often displayed a puppy expression. She couldn’t continue to enjoy herself until she knew what was going on.” I said.” “Yeah. you pimp!”
. and he hung around people he shouldn’t be seen with.” “Poor mama.” “I am. I nodded.” “Don’t be an ass. She was finishing up college. “When did you ever know me to play around about a serious situation?” Janet worked for me for about five years. as if she owned the joint. “I hope you’re doing something about it. and she heard the news all the way down in Florida.” “I’m not glowing. That was a big plus in this business. I got use to her and she got use to me. that wasn’t going to be much of a problem. She was oddly my right hand man.Frank Atanacio
Janet returned from vacation.” I smiled. “Damn you men know how to screw life up.” “What are you talking about?” “You got a girl!” “Don’t be crazy.” she continued. and drag us down with you. I bet. She was a thin. but she wasn’t at all wild. but he has failed to return her calls. Things would certainly not be the same. “He got caught up in places he shouldn’t be in.” “You got a new girl. So I decided to hire her as my secretary. “Why are you glowing?” “Glowing?” “Yeah. I’m going to pay her a visit. and knew how to handle people.” Janet was visiting her favorite vacation spot when she first heard the news. “What’s up with Mike Brandon?” “Looks like the deacon is in serious trouble. It was frightening and unsettling. glowing. and had lots of dreams. She wasn’t very efficient. She had a nose piercing and a tongue ring. “You know I’m right. She set the bar high for herself. “Yeah. I’m all over this. Maybe try and give her some comfort. My door opened.” I replied without holding back any punches.” she said. She was intelligent. but she served her purpose. Knowing her. She was steady. what the hell is going on?” she asked as she stood directly in front of me with her hands on her hips. “Okay Nick. She started when she was in high school just doing some light filing. and I would always look out for her. It was a fashion statement for her. and I wouldn’t know what to do without her if she decided to leave. It was upsetting and she wanted to know what I was doing about it. She was always looking out for me. ask yourself. and she stormed in like a woman on a mission.” “Janet. It has put him in a bad spot.” “Maybe I’m pregnant. frantic.” she said. “Hey.” Janet said.” “Don’t play with me Nick.” she said giving me a curious look. “Can’t have my favorite deacon locked up. but had planned to reach her goals. She had left over seven messages on Mike Brandon cell phone. “You haven’t glowed like that since Zoraida. She didn’t realize that the deacon lost his cell. you are.” I said. She had a sour look on her face and her expression was clear.” “What is B B doing about this?” “She’s worried. “Janet.
“What’s her name?” “I’m telling you Janet.” “It really isn’t nothing. “I just can’t picture you a booty call type of person. “That means you are seeing someone knew.” “Better looking than Zoraida?” “I don’t compare girls.” “You had sex with her?” “You said it.” she said.” I tried to explain. “Carolyn Lopez? Hmm.” I smiled.”
www. it’s nothing.” she put her fingers on her chin. “I don’t think I know her.” “Damn.” she started.” “Carolyn Lopez.” she chuckled. “That hurts.” I said.” “Good. really.” “It’s nothing. spill the beans.” I smiled.” “You see Nick.” I said. “I’m a pimp daddy. and it went a little too far. “Don’t do that. Let her stand on her own two feet and be her own person. is just a booty call?” “Booty call?” “Yeah. and you just admitted it.bibliotastic. “Come on pimp daddy.” I said. people change.” I said. I smiled. “We just met.” She smiled.” I said. “What?” “I’ll find out who she is.” I laughed.” “Come on. Zoraida’s body isn’t even cold yet. “Why?” “Got to watch my old man’s back.com
. “So you’re telling me that this nothing. “But damn Nick. Don’t live with Zoraida through her. “But she reminds me a little of her though. Reminding you of Zoraida is only telling me that you wish she was Zoraida. “You are college educated.” “Nothing? Strange name. But hey.Case File: Dog Eats Dog
“You can’t tell that by just looking into my face.” She gave me the middle finger.” Janet laughed. “Let’s just leave it at that.” she said.” “It’s been two years!” “Aha!” “What?” “You said It’s been two years. Nicky boy.” “Do what?” “You shouldn’t compare girls like that.” “No.
“I think she will too. She continued laughing as she walked out of my office and slammed the door behind her. “Just leave things alone.” I whispered.”
. “Damn.Frank Atanacio
I gave her my middle finger.” I said.” She smiled.
“Here!” I knew where she was. I knew that the sign was meant for the would be gamblers. The smell of urine was strong as it hit me like a ton of bricks. I noticed that the gamblers were drawn to that particular spot because of her. “Nick!” Carolyn called. In fact. “Yeah. She handed me a draft.” she said.” she replied. “You want a drink?” “Scotch and water. She blew a kiss at me. My eyes went into puppy mode. I found myself drifting in and out of reality. Both the dogs looked like they just came out of a war zone. but I played it off and looked surprised to see her. He was a bear of a man. okay. I followed the directions to the back of the shop and into a dark stairwell. I smiled. Nevertheless. exposing some dog crates. He had a thick beard and a full moustache. The one on the right side of the arena had a missing ear.
www. The trailer was obviously used to transport animals. It was partially covered.” “A beer?” “Scotch and water. Damn. or he didn’t expect a password. He also had exposed hair on his chest pushing up toward his neck. I walked toward the light and noticed a sign beneath it pointing to the rear of the building. I slept with that! It wasn’t that hard to admit. I knocked on the dirty gray metal door and a thin tall dark skinned Latino male opened it up. A wooden trailer was parked in the back. There was a strip of stores on that side of the road next to Chico. They were closed of course. The pit-bull on the left side had dried blood on his face that completely covered scars. She was the complete package. In this case dogs used for fighting. I saw Carolyn Lopez standing at the corner of the bar taking drink orders. They had anger in their eyes. but failed to see this happening in their own back yard. He gave me an up and down look and allowed me passage. to her natural beauty. about a hundred yards from the stair-well. and I had to keep digging.Case File: Dog Eats Dog
Sunday came rather quickly as I hustled over to Chico for the dog fighting contest. She was a very attractive woman and the men knew it. He simply just let me in. They were like a well oiled machine. It was held at the Chico Social Club in a blue collar community. I sipped. “Working tonight?” I asked as I kissed her cheek. but I too was drawn to her charm. I had to be there.bibliotastic. “I don’t pay for beers.” I repeated. It was my job. and fighting clenched teeth. “Oh. The building was situated just beyond the Fairfield town line and just short of the on-ramp to I95 South bound heading toward New York City. Oh baby! “What are you doing later tonight?” I asked. He wore farmer overalls and a wife beater tee-shirt. A community that had neighborhood watches. He had lots of curly hair on his shoulder and upper arm. He did not ask me for identification.” I nodded. “Probably making love to you. Everything you wanted in a girl with the exception of the gambling debt. and Mike Brandon was my friend. A beer would be great!” She smiled. She was handing the orders to the bartender and he was quickly handing her the drinks. Behind her sat the bouncer. but you know the deal.com
. but the flower shop at the end had a light on.. There was a small arena at the center of the room and two pit-bulls tied on each side of the arena.
and what dog?” I looked at the dogs in the arena and really didn’t want to bet on either one of them.” “Come back again. Glancing around the club.” “Ten. I get it. The dogs in the arena were ripping at each other and all of a sudden there was a shriek. Perhaps he was wondering why I was here.
. I understood that I was violating his turf.” The bouncer growled. “Yes?” “Pay-out time. The excitement was just about to begin as the lights dimmed and everyone quickly ran toward the arena. It was false gratification.” “I’m sorry. “After work. “How much what?” “Are you betting. “The lady has work to do. and horrible spectacle. right?” “Only if you wanna meet me between the sheets. There was a man standing next to the bouncer who really looked like a frog.” “I know right where that is. I couldn’t believe people actually betted on these types of things. you asshole!” “Barnum.” “Damn. It was a dreadful. I looked toward the arena and the dog with the missing ear was covered in blood and lifeless. but it probably did attract his attention. “How much? You asshole.Frank Atanacio
I smiled. “Holy-shit!” Foggy turned toward the ring and then his eyes smiled in triumph. “Hey!” The bouncer shouted. Perhaps he was attracted to my tall good-looking features. It was a total disgrace. That ten dollars wasn’t going to make him any money. She’s got work to do. and the bouncer smiled. “The missing ear dog. and how much I placed as a bet. I’m leaving her alone. He knew that the house had made a lot of money. “How much?” a man in a light gray suit and a pimp hat asked me.” “Your name?” “Nick.” “Last name too. and my heart ached. and this was probably their last night alive. yet I wanted to feed him a fly. I know. but did not get off his chair. He was studying the aftermath briefly and muttered. He turned and whispered something to the bouncer and returned his glare toward me again. I quickly turned to face the dogs as they went at it in the ring. I noticed the excitement in the patrons’ eyes. He was staring sullenly at me.” I said. Thank God I only put down ten bucks.” said the bouncer. There was a small heavy set man standing in front of the dogs holding cash in both hands. I was doing it for a friend. They needed medical attention. He had a patch over one eye and his facial feature and popped out eye had reptilian features. why do you bitches have to make this shit so difficult?” he said as he wrote my name in the book and walked away. He was so excited with the outcome of the dog fight. “Hey!” The bouncer called. but gratification nevertheless. Froggy looked curiously at me as I tried not to stare. I couldn’t believe how ugly he looked. I knew that look. but I had to be here. “I know.” she smiled. They stopped directly in front of me. The bouncer walked up to me with Froggy in tow.” I said.” I said. I saw it a million times. and then a calm. It was show time. “Leave the lady alone.
but I just realized that someone had hit me in the back of the head with a blunt instrument. I saw Carolyn Lopez worrying and finally. The bouncer moved closer to me and his big belly was unpleasantly touching my arm. and my body ached. The winners won twenty times the amount they placed. “I su.bibliotastic. well the losers just pay.” There was a quick thump and I fell to my knees..” I said as I handed him ten dollars. “Have our money!” he demanded as he pointed his finger into my chest. and the losers. I didn’t understand what was happening to me. I didn’t know there was a minimum. “You placed ten!” “Holy-shit. “You’re that guy asking questions?” “That’ll be me. But let me tell you this. “Well?” he growled.” “Ten thousand dollars you asshole!” “Ten thousand what?” “Dollars!” “I didn’t bet that much!” “The minium bet on this fight was a thousand dollars!” shouted the bouncer. I saw men shoes in front of me before everything went dark. “It’s hard to collect money from a dead man. I saw the room spinning.. “Besides. I’m gonna have to kill you so the others can see that we don’t play around. I had to think about the bet I had just lost. but I had to think.” Froggy smiled.com
. Normally it would have taken several hits to knock me out. of course. “What the fuck is this?” “I lost.” he said.
www. I wanted to push him away. If not.” “Can I plead my case?” “I can’t kill you. “I don’t carry that much money on me. I’m giving you to the end of this week to pay.” said the bouncer. A flash shot right before my eyes.” I gulped. but whatever they used was heavy and precise.” I said.” “Everyone who came tonight knew about the minium. “Barnum?” Froggy looked confused.Case File: Dog Eats Dog
“Oh.” “You took out some of my men.
He tried to clench his teeth and growl. I couldn’t feel my lips. I would have given Froggy. He put his bloody head on my lap and closed his eyes. Or perhaps it was just the beating I got that made everything difficult. I looked for the zipper and it was dark outside. but I managed to crawl toward the first one. There were two canvas duffle bags laying about three feet away from me. and then stopped almost as I put my hand on his head. “You like baseball?” The dog didn’t answer. He was stabbed twice in the throat. I opened the bag up and at first I couldn’t recognize the stench.” The dog’s purr was quieter. He crawled closer to me and fell into my lap. but somehow survived it.” I said as the dog crawled closer to me. right?” The dog was quiet. and I knew the bags weren’t garbage. Maybe you should have gambled too.” I said. because I really couldn’t feel my legs. and my face was covered in cuts. “What the hell did these animals do to this poor dog?” On the ground next to my feet. and the dog looked into mine. The dog licked my arm. “I know what you’re thinking.” I said.” I said. and this was his reward. “I don’t think we should fall asleep. “I wonder what these monkey’s left behind?” I said as I pulled the first one toward me. It looked like they took turns punching me around while I was unconscious because my entire body ached. I mustered enough strength to zip open the bag and out fell the other pit-bull. and the other duffle bag next to it. I noticed the dog had a very difficult time trying to keep its head up. the smell from the bag was so strong I almost threw up. I didn’t realize it at first. We may never get up. so that became a task in itself. It appeared that he had his throat cut. “But if you owed them money. It took some doing. what hit me?” I said softly. but couldn’t. Perhaps it was because my nose was full of dried blood.Frank Atanacio
When I came to I realized I was sitting in a dark alley way covered in garbage and smelling my own blood. In the bag was the dog with the missing ear. The winner of that contest. my friend.” The dog continued purring. However. I looked into his bloody eyes. “Should I?” I pulled the other bag toward me and it moved. “Of course we can become friends.” I said. “You’re thinking that this is a Yankee town. “I like the Mets. The dog was almost purring. “You with me buddy?”
. lying on his side with his paw frozen with rigomortise was the dog that made me lose ten thousand dollars. In response to some sort of private investigator’s instincts. “We better talk about something to keep us awake. that one-eyed punk the money if he would have guaranteed me the life of that poor dog. but I knew it moved on its own because I wasn’t touching the bag at the time. they wouldn’t have tried to kill you. He went into a whimpering frenzy. The dog too was looking for comfort. They were next to each other side by side. Something that wasn’t going into the garbage can. I just knew that the duffle bags had something in them.” The dog whimpered again.” I said. His bloodied head motionless on the ground. “Damn. “I know how you feel dog. “It really is a dog eats dog world. “You rest. “Don’t tell me it’s the other dog?” I whispered. but I knew they were bleeding.
bibliotastic. “But at least he didn’t die alone. “Buddy?” I pulled the dog’s head toward me and realized he had died.Case File: Dog Eats Dog
There was no sound coming from the dog at all.” But at least he didn’t die alone? That wasn’t even comforting! I kept patting the dog and my eyelids were getting to heavy. It was just too much for me to take as I drifted back into the unconsciousness. and I kept petting the dog on my lap. I smelled the rotting dog next to me.com
www. I hope I don’t die alone.” I whispered.
” I tried to reach for the lid.” “The dog fight in Chico?” He shook his head from side to side.” I said as he helped me out of the dumpster.” “You shouldn’t be drinking.” “Explain the beating. “Help!” I called. I didn’t have the energy to stand. It was darkness from within a garbage dumpster. “Hello.” said O’Brien.” “What?” “They’re given us a written statement.” “What the hell are you doing in the garbage?” “Someone threw me away.” I said. and making a spectacle of yourself. “Can you help me out?” “I should let you rot there!” “It stinks so bad in here. carrying on with a prostitute.” I said. I was just about to make some coffee. we checked.” “A whore Nick?” O’Brien looked disappointed. The plastic lid shot open. “Their pimp. but I was far too deep. “You know me!” “I thought I did. “Froggy must have cleaned up his act. “Nick?” “God?” “No you idiot. “It’s me. There was still a lot of commotion. “I’m in here.” said O’Brien as he stuck his hand in for grabbing. you didn’t want to pay.” “I really want to tell you that you’re a sight for battered eyes.Frank Atanacio
I heard a great deal of commotion. “It was really touch and go for a moment.” “Those old hens were put up to it!”
. “Yeah. and when I opened my eyes up it was still dark. “I wasn’t. “Grab my hand. and someone peered in at me. but I’m still good. you too.” “What?” “They told them that you were here all night singing.” “Those women standing next to my police officers tell something different.” I continued.” “Pete. “Come in. It took several minutes before someone realized that I was in the trash.” I replied. Someone had picked me up and tossed me into a garbage dumpster like Tuesday’s trash. until I realized that it wasn’t darkness from the lack of sun. “No dogs.” He said as he helped me stand to my feet. I couldn’t believe it. “Someone threw me away. Pete.” I called.” “What about the dead dogs in the alley?” I shouted as I pointed to the alley.” I smiled faintly.
and they took it out on me and the dogs. you know it’s a game he’s playing. “Let’s go. You know that.” “Again Nick.” “That didn’t answer my question.” “Pete. “You got caught up with booze and a prostitute.” “What do you want me to say?” “That you’re getting leads. Just like he’s doing to Mike Brandon.” “That hurts.com
.” “Can I bribe you?” “Don’t get cute or I’ll throw your ass back into the dumpster. This would never fly if I really had to arrest you. How can I believe you over them? There are several of them.” “That makes him honest?” “I didn’t say that. He was a genuine threat to the citizens of this city.” “Does that remotely sound like something I would do?” I asked. I came here for the dog-fight!” I pleaded. it’s not what it looks like. I’m not going to arrest you. They said you were out here with a woman and she demanded payment for the sex you’ve had. “Pete. “Don’t worry. He does have a great deal of money.” he said.” He grimaced. “I lost a lot of money and I didn’t pay.Case File: Dog Eats Dog
“Let me take you home.” “Let’s just get you home. Froggy was a much more human presence than the mayor. “It’s you.” “Listen. and then there is just you. “I’m telling you. but I should for being a stupid ass. I was just wondering if O’Brien knew it. they were put up to it.” he said. Nick. I’m telling you.” he said pointing toward some police officers and several woman standing next to them. and he knows some important people. “You’re really stinking up my cruiser.” “So you’re not making any progress?” “We’re doing th best that we could.” I said as he helped me into the car. Or at least I couldn’t pay.” “You just had one too many.” “No. “Are given us statements.” “You were out here doing whatever.bibliotastic.” “Must be the lack of evidence.” “You didn’t have to. “It came up empty. He’s the highest tax payer this city has.” It just accord to me as O’Brien was helping me to his police cruiser.” “Pete. we have to do something about Froggy. I can’t take your side on this. We’ll work on something to help the deacon out. thanks for getting me out of that can. “Let’s just leave this alone for now. you stink.” he said.” “Can’t say what isn’t true. those woman over there.” he started as he turned to face me.” “I should have left your stank ass there. but he can account for every penny.” he said as he entered the car.” “Then lie.” “Pete. check out the club!” “Let’s just go so I can let these people go back to their homes.” “But you love me.” “Well.”
www. and that the deacon will be okay. “We have increased our investigation. They killed two pit bulls last night and must have taken them away.” He nodded.
“And the deacon continues to squirm.Frank Atanacio
He smiled. Nick. “For now.” “For now.” I grimaced.
.” he said.
he was a good friend and he really cared about me and the deacon.” He nodded.com
.” “We’re going to continue checking on that. I should have realized that when the bets were a thousand dollar minium.” I replied. “There were several scheduled.” he said. “Not with B B standing over him.” he said as he tossed me a dry towel. However.Case File: Dog Eats Dog
Detective Peter O’Brien lived his whole life as a bachelor. “And the deacon had his hands dirty. I don’t know how he could have waged a thousand dollars a fight.bibliotastic. She’s no dummy. but he didn’t have to. “What?” “Gets the money from his church. and the hours were just too long. “Mostly poor.” “I guess.” “Okay.” he said. He would never actually say it. “The place had walnut paneling.” “Froggy?” He nodded. I smiled. He had been doing it for over 30 years. If anything.” said O’Brien. I think. He would always look for ways to raise money.” “Deacon Brandon wouldn’t stoop that low.” “From his parishioners. “Can’t make you promises though.” I said.
www.” O’Brien started. “How many dog fights?” he asked.” “He has a great deal of followers. He is a well tight man. and high ceilings that totally whispered privilege. He helped me into my house and made sure I was cleaned up.” “Don’t put anything over on that woman.” O’Brien gave me a side-ways glance. I think the deacon thought he was helping the church.” “She would have stopped it. “I can’t see Mike betting on those fights and she not knowing where the money is going. “So you do believe there is dog fighting?” “I believe you.” I said. “Can I offer you a drink?” “Enough with the booze. “Maybe she didn’t want to know.” I restated.” “A thousand?” “Something I couldn’t afford.” he said.” “I don’t know. “I’ve known her for a long time.” he said. “I’d like to loosen him a bit with my fist for having those dogs killed.” He nodded.” I said.” “If all this comes out.” “Maybe she didn’t know.” “That place wasn’t just no dog-fighting backyard type. His never being married had something to do with being a police officer. “I’m glad. “What? I couldn’t. “I just got to bet on the main event.
” I said. Mike doesn’t want anyone going without. He still finds money to send needy kids to baseball games.” he said.” O’Brien smiled. “It makes sense in a way. Gamble in the name of God. I’m sure he’s gambling for his flock. He always comes through when basketball camps come around.” “And put him back on the straight and narrow.Frank Atanacio
“And Mike still manages to send needed kids to summer camps.
. “Which is what?” I asked. Certainly not for personal gain.. “These days?” “Right. Maybe he had to do what he had to do.” “So we got to help him out of this mess.” “Of course.
” “How do you do?” I said as I stood up quickly and shook his hand. “Rusty Miller.” “So he made payment arrangements with you?” Mr.” “Mr.com
.” I said as I pointed to one of my client’s chairs. “Wife know you have no job?” “She knows what I do. You don’t have that fear?” “I don’t have any enemies. He wore oval shaped glasses with black rims. that he is.” “Salt of the earth. “Do you owe Froggy money?” “Yes. My face was still aching. “They have this fear brought on by Froggy. are you okay to talk?” I asked. “And you’re debt free?” He nodded again. “I’ll let you guys talk. I wasn’t really in the mood or the mind set to take on any new clients. but his nose big.” Janet started. “What do you mean?” “People find it too difficult to talk about what happened to Mike Brandon.” “Are you behind?” “No.” he said.” “Yeah. and a Malcolm-X tee-shirt.”
www. “I do owe him a little money. but I didn’t want Janet to look bad.” “Sit down. “What do you do for a living?” “I gamble. “He is a good man.” said Janet almost too professionally. but we’re good. He smiled.” I said. Miller. He looked at me quizzically. Miller. but my body seemed to have accepted the beating I sustained when Janet came in with an overweight black man wearing baggy shorts.Case File: Dog Eats Dog
I was in my office with my feet up on my desk taking in a few moments of much needed rest.bibliotastic. “We all are. “I’m paying on time.” he said. Miller nodded. “No big debts.” he said. not behind on any gambling debts?” “I told you. “This is my boss.” Janet said.” “Professionally?” He nodded. “I’m sorry for what has happened to the deacon. His hair was dark color with beads of gray. Nick PT Barnum. “he said. “Are you married?” He nodded. “Mr.” “So you have no financial problems with him?” I continued.” I started explaining. “Was gambling with the deacon that night. but not a lot. His eyes were tiny.
I do it all!” “Dog fighting?” “Cock fighting too.” I added. “There is no need to grill me like that.Frank Atanacio
I smiled.” “Yeah. but you’re beneath him too.” I smirked.” he said.” I reworded.” “You like taking decent men to these places too?” “I don’t understand. we make enough money to take a vacation every year around Christmas time. What do you mean?” “I’m just wondering what attracted the deacon to something like this. “If the odds are in your favor. I’m a professional gambler. dogs.” “He found me. “Why are you really here?” I asked. Mike. “I didn’t find him. “Whether it be the lottery. “Which buddy?” “Mike.
. ponies.” “Which buddy?” I asked again. but it was clearly written across his face. Nothing at all. the so called deacon is not as honest as you think.” “I’m a God loving man.” He was quiet. is all.” he snorted. “Hell.” “I don’t think so. jai-alai. He wanted some information from me. “Whether you believe me or not.” he said. He really didn’t expect me to believe he came here to help the deacon. The deacon doesn’t really hang around with such bad elements. That’s how I roll.” “Just trying to find out where you found Mike Brandon.” “He wanted to know how you found out about the dog-fighting contest. I could hear him taking a deep breath. “It’s a mystery to me. He didn’t say it.” he replied. debt will be the last thing you’re going to worry about. “To help. “Tell me?” “I came here to help my buddy out. right?” “I came to help you. trying to steady himself.” “But you don’t fear him?” “Why should I?” “Because you’re here.” I smiled again. And forgive me for saying this. It’s beneath him. “And if you don’t tell me. “But I didn’t come here to talk about my profession. trust me.” “How much are you really in debt?” “What the hell?” Rusty Miller was struggling with his confidence. The man shook his head slowly from side to side.” he half stood and then sat back down. He wanted to pick my brain for Froggy. “I told you. He doesn’t want anything from you.” he said bravely. That’s how I make my money. I came here to talk about the deacon.” “That’s just a fact.” he said. scratch offs. he is. “What does Froggy want with me?” “Nothing.
” “What?” “All that until she saw you get your ass kicked... she was fine. “I already knew. I’m going to put a bullet into your fat ass. If I ever see you again.” I nodded. she was okay. He walked out.” “Good.” he continued.” I said. “I want you to go back to Froggy and tell him that his goons he had tailing me told me where the dog fight was being held.bibliotastic. “He suspected Carolyn Lopez.” I nodded. “I spoke with her last night.” He nodded. “When was the last time you saw her?” I asked. “One other thing?” “Yeah?” “Don’t you ever come by my office pretending you’re the deacon’s friend to pry information out of me. It had nothing to do with Carolyn Lopez.” I smiled. Do I make myself clear?” “Definitely understand you. “You will never see me again. “But otherwise. “But she told him you already knew.
www.” “She’s telling the truth.” I said.” he said as he forced himself off my client’s chair using my desk as a brace.” He nodded.Case File: Dog Eats Dog
“He told me he’d knock my debt down if I got the information for him.” “How was she?” I nervously asked. laughing. She was in good spirits. “Last night. You make sure he gets this information.com
I told him where I got my information from. My office has been here through all that.” “I don’t think so. You’re intelligence is a farce.” I said.” she suggested. “It’s not like that.” “You think something’s going to happen to your new friend?” “Carolyn?” “Yeah. I didn’t have to be a mind-reader to know what she was thinking. and countless other stores. “You should go home and rest. “You okay. “I spoke to B B and she tells me that he is worried.” “I’m too tired to argue. and I think that will satisfy Froggy. but she was sweet. Furniture stores opened and closed.” said Janet. “But if I’m going home.” “The deacon without a church. Nick?” Janet asked. tips touching my chin and thought about Carolyn Lopez briefly.” “With pay?” “Of course. Maybe he preached paths like this. “Getting smarter?” She nodded.” “Then maybe he’ll come out of this on top. “Could my intelligence be rubbing off on you?” Janet tried to recall the lessons I’ve given her.” she said.” I replied. So many different stores opened and closed on this street over the past few years. and it’s going to remain here until my last breath.” She smiled. “Thanks.” she spread her hands in a helpless gesture. “You look like it more than you could ever feel like it.” I followed Janet’s lean figure toward the door.” “Why you thanking me?” “For being here.” “Mike had always dealt with difficult hands.Frank Atanacio
I stood up from my desk and turned to face the window that over looked downtown Main Street. “It’s the path he didn’t want to go down. and now it’s gone giving way to another pharmacy. Rite Aid Pharmacy was on the corner for almost twenty years. you’re taking the rest of the day off. “You really look like shit.” I smiled.” She smiled at that.” I glanced at my secretary.” I crossed my fingers.” I said. Janet. “And he always came out of it on top. It was like trying to remember good dreams. Some were here for the long haul. Some of my teachings were clear.” I whispered. “Let’s go. I guess. “A man without a mission. “I’ve given that fat-ass what he wanted to know. I knew she wasn’t Zoraida. and she made me laugh. “The deacon is out there alone.” “I feel like it. She knew we weren’t a couple. but now he’s experiencing it firsthand.
.” “I guess you’re right. “Yeah.” “I’m just stating a fact. The last thing she felt when she closed the door behind her was my worried expression over Carolyn Lopez.” “Trust me. others were just bad experiences.
and this wasn’t making me happy at all.bibliotastic. She wanted me to be happy. It was clearly written across her face.com
www.Case File: Dog Eats Dog
but the thought of her in danger troubled her a great deal.
and I had filled him in on what that man tried to do.” “But you know it’s Carolyn. It had to be the only explanation. I’d certainly lose.” “That guy Rusty saw her last. “I know.” O’Brien said. but everything that happened to me over the past week could have left me a bit absent-minded. “Been bad. because I was too tired to think of anything else. “Those animals!” “We need you just to take a small look.” “I came to pick you up. The one I told you to leave alone. “You need to identify the body for us.” I said. “It’s what you gotta do. O’Brien did a little research on him and told me that he was also a deacon.” his eyes softened. but this one I had to bring to you. It was unbelievable that this could have happened to her. “We trust you.” he said. I didn’t have the energy for another round of fighting. “So why do you need to pick me up?” “You were the last person we know who saw her alive.” “What?” He nodded.” I bowed my tired head.” Guilt seeped through my numbed body. and I was relieved to see him standing behind me. Looks like she was punch inside out. “We need you to identify the body for us. Or was it me? Was she excited to see me at the club?
.” “Murdered?” He nodded. “She won’t be a witness for us anymore. I didn’t hear him walking toward me.” “She changed her story?” I asked. That witness you’ve been seeing on the side. Nick.” “Can’t you just tell them I looked at it already?” I asked. Pete?” “They beat her up so badly.” “Damn. and I noticed that my front door was opened. Rusty Miller earlier. I didn’t remember leaving it that way. right?” He nodded slowly again.” he explained. “Her face sort of stripped away. I was almost in a clear state of shock. “She was murdered. “How’s your day going?” I asked right off the bat. but nevertheless I was glad it was him.Frank Atanacio
I pulled into my driveway.” “Why. “Are you sure?” “Of course. He looked at me and knew exactly what I meant. His engine was still running. “Carolyn Lopez?” He nodded again. I wanted it to be the only explanation.” he paused as if to catch his breath. “Then I’ll bring you back. “I don’t like bringing bad news. Nick. She looked like she was fitting right into that small group. He was arrested several times before in different cities for laundering money through his church. We had a conversation about Mr. I looked toward the street and saw Detective Peter O’Brien’s unmarked police cruiser parked at the curb.” said O’Brien. O’Brien and I faced each other on my drive way.
www. “Why was she killed?” I asked myself as I took a longer sip. but scotch whiskey usually helps. I knew it wasn’t going to happen. perhaps for no reason. “Maybe I could have had a chance in getting to know her better.” I said. And everyone knows how much you were into that girl. The houses were built larger these days. Every now and again. “Just let me get a quick drink. and I knew it.” I nodded. I didn’t know what I would do when I saw the mutilated body of Carolyn Lopez. “What can make men so cruel?” The stillness in my heart was almost contained.” “You mean you won’t say?” “I’ll say if I knew. The scotch was doing its job. and my mind began relaxing the best way it knew how. but it happened. “I’ll bring you back home. or at least take control of it for a moment. That wasn’t a smart thing to do. Tonight was going to be a difficult night to deal with.” O’Brien grimaced. Officers Victor Cruz and Alfredo Fuentes would stop by for a card game or a sporting event. It was only that time you’d see a police car.” “I’ll wait in the car. so I can’t say if it’s Froggy. I gean to dread meeting her. “Damn.” I whispered. I walked toward my bar and poured a tall glass of Johnnie Walker Black. and the extra rooms were tedicously large. The neighbors were so quiet.” O’Brien started explaining about the opened door. There will be no problem with that. dreading the times Carolyn and I had. Leaning against the bar. I watched O’Brien make his way to the car. Pete. O’Brien blew the horn. She was murdered. I took a deep breath as Carolyn Lopez’s face washed across my mind. I shut my eyes for a moment and sipped.” He continued. “I saw a light on in your house so I thought you were home. “You can leave your truck here. I finished my drink. I had so many things on my mind that I was already fearing it.” My house was in a new sub-division in the North End of the city.” I said. I was ready to see Carolyn Lopez for the last time. break-ins and robberies were so rare.” I nodded. I began to dread going to bed. “You did leave the front door unlocked. But remember. she was so different in so many ways. Her eyes would light up in my presence. I know she was cute. and slowly back up into my driveway. but Pete. I sipped again as I permitted the scotch to ease my mind. He was a caring person.Case File: Dog Eats Dog
“Nick?” “Was it Froggy?” “Can’t say. I took another deep breath and another sip of scotch. “I know it’s killing you. you just met her. “I’ll be with you.” O’Brien broke my train of thought. “Janet told me that this girl reminded you of Zoraida.” I smiled. and a good man. The last time I saw her was when I was on the social club floor. Her smiled would certainly invade my sleep. I really couldn’t recall the last time I had seen a police car cruise through. I waited for the absolute quiet to begin easy my snarled nerves and hopes it washes away my worries. I walked into my front door feeling terrible about what happened to Carolyn Lopez.bibliotastic. and they were always off duty. Lord knows I need one. but now she’s been murdered.” “That’s true. and her death would certainly invade my dreams. It wasn’t planned.com
. She adored me. and actually making love to her. I felt a little easier. Taking a bigger sip. Nick.
“I’ll prove that they do exist.” I said.” I said. and that made O’Brien angry. “It’s okay to look. The stretcher bumped into the door way onto a white tile floor almost spilling the black body bag.” “They still can. only death. That woman that I made love to. it was that stale stench of death. Just identify her.” O’Brien ordered. “The girl was hit by a train. “Cowards.” I said.” “That’s that.” “Are you sure?” “Yep.” “They can try. “Killing Carolyn?” “Not killing me when they had their chance. and we will find out who did this. That woman who really liked me. “Hey watch it!” Shouted O’Brien as he stood next to a metal table in the center of the room. “No. I needed to look away because the body in front of me was indeed Carolyn Lopez. “She was beaten to death. “It’s okay Nick. Damn there were pieces everywhere. It was that stale air that came from death that invaded my nostrils. No meaning.” he started as he unzipped the body bag. no direction. “Listen you punk son of a bitch!” “What?” the man shouted as he pulled away from O’Brien’s reaching hand.” O’Brien nodded. “She owed him a gambling debt. It was odd to see her on the stretcher lifeless. “If you saw the body I brought in yesterday you wouldn’t be so touchy!” “Just handle this one with care!” “Yesterday’s body was another young woman. She was a waitress at those dog-fighting contests. Damn thing was a freaking mess. “They made their first mistake.” O’Brien nodded.Frank Atanacio
The morgue had a distinctive odor.” “She worked for Froggy for no money.” said O’Brien. Hell. she was drinking and fell right onto the tracks. “They kept pounding away at her until she stopped breathing. “Ye sir.” I nodded.” said the attendant. that’s her. and he took it out in trade.” “That’s Carolyn Lopez.” “Allege. “She’s already dead!” O’Brien waved me over as the man moved the body bag from the Gurney to the center table.” I said. I turned away and closed my eyes. He wasn’t very careful in doing it. I turned my head directly toward a morgue office as I watched a security officer sitting at his post with his feet up watching monitors on the wall.” he said as he stepped to one side so I could get a good look at the body. Took several family members to identify her. and this is this. “Now I’m going to fester and then make them wish they had killed me.” O’Brien corrected. “You got that right.” O’Brien said in an almost whisper. “What?” said the man in the white jump-suit. She’s dead.” O’Brien tried to comfort. And part of that stench came from Carolyn Lopez.
.” “Zip her up. and we’ll be on our way. some even left this place not sure if it was their family member. and I really liked her. I waited by the entrance until a small thin man wearing a white jump-suit rattled in a Gurney.
” said O’Brien.” he said. I didn’t see dirt or smudges of any kind. They kept the room spotless. I just wondered why anyone would go through a lot of trouble to keep a room like this clean. He nodded. “Looks that way. the sink. and I was happy. and slowly closed my eyes. “Don’t you think?” “Don’t get nasty. “Is that all?” asked the attendant. O’Brien was holding the door with his foot until the attendant was able to push the Gurney forward and out the room. He kept pushing her torso forward and her hand kept slipping out.
www. I was scanning the walls. Nick. I just wanted my mind to drift until the attendant was able to secure the body into the bag.” “I’m not a cop. “I was just trying to help you cops. I glanced at the stretcher for the last time. He did. I was also really not interested.bibliotastic.com
. “Let’s go. I nodded. “Ready to go?” O’Brien asked. It was a room for the dead who were violently murdered. but I wasn’t a doctor. It couldn’t have been for contamination.Case File: Dog Eats Dog
The attendant was having a difficult time zipping up Carolyn’s body.” I nodded. the top of the counters. and I wondered why.” I said. I really didn’t want to see her again so I started looking around the room.
“Greedy punks even took my lunch!” Janet walked back to her desk. Damn. “Janet.Frank Atanacio
I walked into my downtown office and I couldn’t believe my eyes. I nodded. They wanted to.” she winced a bit.” she said as she sat down at her desk. but I was to warn you. “Came in looking for money you owe them. Man stunk like dog shit. Her clothes were torn a bit. “Those punks told me that the next time they come here. Nick. They ransacked the entire place and left everything like a disaster area. “I know.” “A bill collector?” “Yeah. “What the hell happened?” “Damn bill collector. I noticed her rolling her head. right?” “You’re brave Janet. “What?” I asked.” Janet stood up and walked toward the filing cabinet.” I half whispered.”
. sat down.” she said as she limped toward me. I steered toward Janet’s desk and noticed blood stains on a place mat. That’s the only reason they kept me alive. and her face covered with welts.” “I’m sorry Janet. “I managed to get a few licks in before they got to me. “Came here collecting. She took out the petty cash lock box and showed me that it was empty.” “Hey. you need a doctor?” “I need some Southern Comfort.” she continued. “They’re on my shit list!” “Those bastards followed me into your office. They’ll wait until all the blood seeps out of my body. Damn they punched me around like I was a man. “They’re going to kick my ass again.” “Did you get a good look at them?” “Yeah. crossed her long legs. “I was caught off guard. “Or did you try to stop them?” She glared at me for a moment..” “They beat you up?” I asked.” she said with her eyes closing just a bit. Everything was turned over as if someone was frantically looking for something.. “Those bastards worked me over and then they hung me out of your window and threatened to drop me. and barked out demands. so I stood behind her and gave her a shoulder rub.” “Sick. and long dirty hair tied back into a pony-tail. She was extremely tensed. “Nick!” Relief! I looked back to my private office and Janet was standing by the door.” “What?” She nodded. I couldn’t stop looking until I.” she replied. tried to take it out of my skin. “It comes with the job. like O’Brien with front missing teeth. sat down. “One was a big guy. “Straight!” I smiled.” she replied through clenched teeth. My eyes fell into a curious rhythm as I scanned the area.” she said. and drop me from the window. and bruises. and huffed.
stopped crying.” I said.” “Carolyn?” “Yeah. “You really only owe them Nine thousand eight hundred and twenty two dollars.” she insisted.” She smiled. and bam! I owe them ten thousand dollars. and looked at me.com
.” “Yeah. “I’m sorry. He even begged.” I said.” I started. “Thought I had a ten dollar bet. “I gotta straighten their ass out. Maybe if I knew what they wanted I would have thrown one of them out the window.
www. it’s a promise.” she started. They told me that it’s not a warning for me.” “How much do you owe those suckers?” “Ten thousand. “Well.” “You should stay home until all of this is over. covered her mouth with her palm. “They also had the nerve to call our petty cash.Case File: Dog Eats Dog
“Yeah.” “Hey pimp. “Let it out. looked around the office. and began to cry.” “Nick. now you. pimp. “But they still pocketed it.” “I’m serious. “I didn’t mean for you to get involved in this. looks like they’re going to get a pity ass-kicking.” I said. but they twisted the lingo. for sure.” “Dollars?” I nodded. Remember they took our petty cash. I guess I really must have pissed them off because the skinny guy wanted the fat guy to drop me. she’s a corpse now.” she sobbed. Janet looked at me. I like the adventure. “I thought they were paying clients and I completely turned my back on them.” “Now you playing with the big boys. “How in the hell can you owe someone that much money?” “They tricked me into owing them that much. about a hundred and seventy eight. “First Carolyn. “Don’t want to come to work one morning and find me useless secretary splattered all over Main Street.” “Kiss my ass. “I feel better now pimp. and you’ve been threatened. not maybe.” “You go boy!” “They’re pushing me too hard. a pity cash.” she said.” she said.” “Not on your life!” she shouted. “It’s not my life that I’m worried about.” “Just don’t want you to end up like Carolyn Lopez.” “I don’t know what to say. I was caught so off guard.” I smiled. I was scared as shit.” “Then.” She jammed her fist against her lips.” I said almost quietly. maybe you should just stay home. “But to be honest with you.” “How much did we have in petty cash?” “After I did my nails. Janet. I sat down beside her and patted her gingerly on her shoulder.” I said.bibliotastic.” she said.
and that was my next move. I’m staying. She was the main switch that kept everything running.” “It’s dropped that I’m worried about. “Damn straight.” she said as she rubbed her knuckles. I realized that someday she would move on and begin her own life. Those bitches!” “But you took it like a man. She was much to valuable to me and my office. “They won’t get me again. and she knew it. and I won’t be pushed around. It was hard to imagine this office without Janet.
.” she said.” she said. “Those tears?” I nodded.” “Besides.” She smiled. but I really didn’t want to be the cause of her leaving.” “Funny pimp got jokes. “Me too.” I said honestly.” “I bet.” “I understand. “It just filled me up and had nowhere to go but through tears. I knew it. the punches hurt. pimp. One Eyed Froggy was playing too close to my candle flame.” “I’m glad you are okay.” I said. “I’m too pretty to be scattered all over Main Street. I had to react with force.” I said. He struck a nerve with Carolyn.” “They really worked me over like I was a man.” “That’s true. “First time I ever saw you cry. “I had to release my anger.Frank Atanacio
“They got me once.” she replied. and he struck a bigger nerve with Janet. I looked at her and she smiled.
His face was flushed and his eyes angry. It was almost an art form as they danced to the Latin rhythms. “I’m telling you.
www. I do what I do. I smiled at that.” “You don’t belong here?” “I guess I don’t. “What for?” “The eye for an eye. “She said you smelled like shit when you were dangling her from my office window.” “And we do what we do. But I want you to open the bar up. I came to make a statement. “Hey.bibliotastic.” “Just come in to buy a beer.” I said.” “It’s all part of living Jackie.” “We refuse to serve you!” “You smell like shit.” “Well.” I said. “You want something from me?” I asked. “Janet was tight. I knew that Froggy wasn’t going to like it. He had long hair tied into a pony tail and he had missing front teeth. but I had to make a statement. Jackie Reeves recognized me right away as he turned to the seated bouncer and whispered something into his ear. “But I’m here anyways.” “You!” shouted the bouncer. The message had to be loud and clear.” I whispered.com
. “I’m a paying customer. The bartender.” I said.” he snarled. “You don’t get it!” “Of course I don’t. The bouncer was a big burly man with no facial hair. The ape stood directly in front of me. my co-worker.” I said. It felt nice to be popular.” I replied.” “Bar’s closed for you.” “Then you should be reading the Bible. “You’re not allowed in here!” He shouted. you have to do your job.” “Hey.” “It is in my book. “You said it’s closed.” he said as he turned to the bouncer again. I had to send him a message. “Looking for trouble?” “Not really. I wanted to explore my rational way of thinking. “You don’t belong here.” “Open it up.” “The skinny bitch?” “My secretary.” I said. and rationality had no place in it. I don’t think that’s the right way to treat a lady. I needed to express myself differently. The odor was that clear.” I smiled.” “We are ready for you. I knew it had to be about me because the bouncer quickly glanced my way. The club was crowded and there was Salsa music beaming out of the speakers on the walls and ceiling.” shouted the bouncer. “And death. but it wasn’t the right time. and maybe I will get it.Case File: Dog Eats Dog
I found myself hurrying to the club that night in spite of the warning. I was almost shocked when I realized he smelled just like shit. “Get rid of this joke. my friend. “You’re not going to beat us done easily this time. or at least to be recognized. The disc jockey was sitting high above the dance floor looking down at the dancers who were moving in sequence.” shouted the bartender.” I tried snarling back.
The bouncer cracked his knuckles and moved closer to me. “Maybe I should have dropped her ass out of the window,” he said. “Jackie over there was begging me to do so. He wanted to see her splat.” “Why, Janet kicked his ass?” “She made it tough for him,” he replied. “And I’m going to make it tough for you.” I looked toward the bartender and he smirked. “Don’t you turn away from me!” shouted the bouncer. “It isn’t him you should be worried about, it’s me. I’m the one whose gonna break every bone in your body. Yet keep you alive so you can pay off your debt. It’s going to be painful for you, but a whole lot of fun for me.” “I’m not worried about him,” I said. “I’m not even worried about you. I just want to see his expression when I kill you.” The bouncer laughed. “You find something funny?” “Your empty threats!” I hit the bouncer in the neck with my fist and he quickly fell to his knees. There was a tile missing on the floor and the bouncer’s blood filled the void. The floor was measured nicely with blood. It covered all the nooks and crannies. “Froggy’s not going to like that!” Shouted the bartender. “You are already on his to do list!” “I want you to tell him what I did,” I said. “You’re going to pay!” I took my gun out and shot the bartender in the chest. “You know what, Jackie? I think I’ll tell him myself.” The bouncer reached for me as he bloody hand touched my shirt. “I can’t breathe,” he gargled. I put my hand on his head and pushed it down facing the floor. I put my gun to the back of his head and shot him twice. I knew after the first bullet entered, it had killed him instantly. The second bullet was simply an insult. The crowd of Latin dancers quickly rushed toward the exits like cockroaches do when someone turns on the lights. They scurried and scuffled as the music continued to play. Dog Eats Dog, I thought.
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O’Brien wanted to meet me at the Flyer Diner on the corner State Street and Fairfield Avenue. There had to be some explaining to do, and he wanted to hear it from the horse’s mouth. The Flyer Diner was great during the afternoons, when there weren’t so many people there and it was quiet. They had Becks in bottles, and the hottest wings in the city. I ordered some and it arrived just in time. My beer was still cold and my craving for the wings have just expanded. Explaining what happened just got easier. I took a bite of one of the wings and looked around the diner. It had paneled walls in a light oak. A throw back to the late 1970s. There were some old pictures of the City of Bridgeport’s old Landmarks. There was the Barnum Museum, Casco Factory, Harvey Hubbell, and several old department stores that use to grace the downtown portion of the city. Stores like Gimbles, Reads, Sears, and Woolworth. The diner was also still using the 1970 style register. Behind the counter mirror, with wines stored in front of it, back lit, gave it a classy look for a truck stop. The diner was around for more than forty years, and it survived the city’s many changes. O’Brien ordered a coffee and a piece of Boston Creme pie. “Pete, these wings are off the hook,” I smiled using one of the lines Janet would use. “My pie is fine,” he said as he took a sip of coffee. “Your loss.” “So, what happened at Froggy’s place?” “Bartender attacked me,” I replied biting into another wing. “He came at me with a knife, so I had to put him down.” “Are you telling me a lie?” “Now why would I do that?” “How about Douglas Fowler?” “Who?” “The bouncer.” “He got cute,” I said. “You know how much I hate cute.” “I’m being serious Nick.” “I’m being serious.” “Damn it Nick!” he slammed his fist on the counter top. “There are witnesses saying that you just came in and shot up the place! They saying you walked in looking for a fight.” “Froggy put them up to it,” I said. “Nick, it’s getting hot,” O’Brien warned. “Things are hitting the fan left and right. Captain Roque is getting on everybody’s back, and I don’t like to deal with him when he’s pissed.” “You know all this is a set up,” I said. “Just like with Mike Brandon.” “Don’t bring him up,” he said. “Why?” “We got to bring him in for murder,” he replied. “I’m still trying to prove he didn’t do it,” I said. “Another person.” “What?” “A witness.” “A witness?” “He tried to get one of the witnesses to change their story,” he explained. “He offered him a great deal of money, and when he refused, he killed him.”
“How do you know.” “The prostitute witness.” “Margie Sanchez?” He nodded. “She works for Froggy.” “She gave us a written statement,” O’Brien said. “We match the finger prints on the money envelope that came straight from his church. He’s guilty.” “You believe that 500 hundred dollar whore?” “500 dollars?” “Yeah, I asked how much.” “Of course we don’t,” he replied. “But I think the captain is bringing him in for protection. He didn’t say it, but I know that’s what he’s doing. I know the captain. He’s not going to let the deacon fry.” “So how did this all happen?” I asked. “Mike went to Margie Sanchez first,” he started explaining. “She declined to change her story, so he went to Mr. Roberto Guzman. He gave him a hard time and they fought. He then beat him to death.” “Mr. Guzman?” O’Brien nodded. “He’s an old man.” “Now he’s a dead old man,” O’Brien said. “We gotta stop this mess,” I said. “The Frog is getting a little too violent.” “And the witnesses are slowly falling off.” O’Brien added. “First Carolyn Lopez, then you took care of Jackie Reeves, and now Roberto Guzman.” “Two left,” I whispered. “Yep.” The waitress came over and poured O’Brien another cup of coffee, and she slapped down another beer for me. I smiled, she smiled, and O’Brien stared. “So what do we do now?” I asked. “Stop killing Froggy’s men,” he said. “Let us do our job.” “They’re looking for it,” I replied. “The captain think it’s for revenge.” “Revenge?” He nodded. “For Carolyn?” “For Janet.” “What?” “Janet called Fuentes, and Cruz down to your office and gave them a full statement. She told them how they came looking for you and how they threatened to throw her out of your window. She told me that made you a little upset,” O’Brien started. “Don’t think that the captain is stupid, Nick. He knows how you think, and he knows you’ll protect your people with your own life. I’m just asking you to let us do our job. Stop killing his men.” “I’m working to clear the deacon, is all.” “Do that,” he said. “Don’t pull the trigger on your gun anymore.” I nodded.
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“Now finish up your wings before I take them.
baby. but I know I’ve rattled some cages. How lifeless and thin her skin felt as tears started to blossom as they streamed slowly down her face. “He says it’s for horse racing.” I took hold of B Bes hand. She took a deep breath and let it out slowly as if she was trying to catch her breath. “Are you okay.” “Collection money?” “Oh yeah. I think she needs some time with me alone. “Thank you. She put everything back in it’s place and didn’t change a thing. I smiled. She placed it down in front of her and stood next to me with her arms folded.” “He’ll always be the love of my life.” I tried to comfort her. right?” “I want to help where I can. “No problem. You know he’s a good man.” B B nodded slowly.Frank Atanacio
B B approached me as I sat at my desk.” I said. “I know.” “I know that too.” “You can’t mean that. like I was going to hear some unwanted news. “What?” I asked. “They arrested Mike this morning. I liked that about her. “Yeah baby.” Janet walked in with a cup of coffee for B B.” She said. B B?” I asked. “But things will come out in the wash for the better. “When she’s a sleep. She steadied herself as she reached to brace herself with one of my client’s chairs. but I know he’s been going to those dog fighting events.” B B said. I opened my top drawer with my other hand and handed her a box of tissues. “It’s going to take some time.” “You will help him. Janet had done a wonderful job cleaning up the mess. I ain’t stupid. “You wait until all this is cleared up. “I know.” she said softly.” She looked at me intently. “She’s a good girl.” I said. he’s going right to hell.” she sobbed. She sat down and looked around my office.” I nodded as my eyes fell on her worried face.”
. I felt my stomach curdle.” I said. “Can you excuse me and B B for a moment.” “I know it’s not going to be easy for you.” “What do I do baby?” “You wait. The deacon will bounce back and continue his good work. She looked frail and I could see it in her eyes that she felt like her knees were going to collapse. “Mike has been taking money out of the collections to pay for his gambling debt. She looked like she hasn’t slept for days.” “But he’s not guilty. “Hey Janet. B B forced a smile. You wait until we find out why One Eye Froggy has it out for your husband.” Janet replied as she winked at the deacon’s wife and walked out of my office.
I had always tried to fulfill my promises.” “Revenge?” she asked.” “Your lips to God’s ear.com
. “I had to punish one of them myself.” I added.” she said. “Don’t bother that poor child. Regardless of the circumstances it puts me in. There was no pretense about my promises. I know.” I agreed.” she said as she stood slowly from the chair. I didn’t mean to make a spectacle out of myself by crying.” I nodded.” “They’ve been punished. a sadness that went beyond the loss of her husband’s good name. “I just wanted to know that you’re still helping out my Mike. “I will B B. “And you know I will. “I believe in an eye for an eye.” “Should have just turned the other cheek.Case File: Dog Eats Dog
“Some witnesses have died. “I know my way out.” I said.bibliotastic. “And I think God will forgive Mike.” “Don’t worry about it. “That’s a shame. “I don’t want to worry about your health.” “Thanks Nicky. “Is that true?” “Carolyn Lopez. “I understand.” I said. “He has too many good points. It was a sadness that of nowhere to turn.” “There are so many things I know God wouldn’t forgive me for. “I don’t know if God will forgive you for that. “Try and get some rest. It really outweighs the bad.” I said. “O’Brien told me that you were very fond of one of the witnesses.” she said.” She forced another smile.” “I’m sorry I took up your time. I came here probably to get some reassurance. and with Mike.” “I mean it B B.” “Me too.” “I believe you. “I’ll do my best for Mike. “Be very careful Nick.” she said.” she said.” “Of course. It was like watching a trapped animal in a cage.” “I got his back.” she said.” I said. “But I’m sure this is the exception to the rule.” She smiled.” she said.” “I’m sorry baby. “Yeah.” she sniffled.” She walked out.” I said.” The response put B B at ease. He got a little carried away.
www.” “Janet will see you out. there had to be an extra push. There was a sadness to B B’s eyes.
but that was it. ordered?” The middle man nodded slowly. “I guess a pick-up game is out then?” One of the three swung his bat in my direction. “Looking for a pick-up game?” I nervously asked.” said the middle man. but it wasn’t a major league team. and it’s considered America’s favorite past-time. “I’d prefer an ass-kicking. I like watching people squirm. “Hey. “You know. They looked at each other only for a brief moment and then dropped their bats. Willie the Greek had asked me to meet him here because he had some information he wanted to share with me.” “You have no idea who he is.” “Don’t get cute!” “Cute is my middle name. “He was ordered to ask you to meet us here. Baseball was invented in this country. so I suspected the worst. “Looks like that.” replied the middle man. It was at that moment that I reached for my revolver and pointed it at the bat swinging thugs. It was pretty early for any baseball to be played.” He smiled. but the day was going to be a terrific one. Where was he? I looked over toward a flashing billboard and noticed that the Power-ball Jackpot has reached seventy five million dollars. The grass was cut recently. The Park was lined with small freshly planted trees running toward the bathhouses. Do you guys mind picking up the bats again?” “Too late for that.” he continued.” I felt an imaginary noose around my neck as they pointed their guns directly at my head.Frank Atanacio
The next morning I drove down to Seaside Park near the diamond six area off of Iranistan Avenue. but nevertheless.” I started.” The middle thug grunted. It was at that time when a late model four door sedan pulled up slowly and parked behind my truck. I suddenly realized that they too were holding their guns at me.”
. “Fist fight going to become a shoot-out?” I asked. Neither one of them had baseballs or gloves. “You could have hit me with that thing.” “We come here to beat it out of you.” “Me too. “And we out gun you.” “But not from me. They were carrying baseball bats. Three young Latino males came out of the car wearing baseball caps.” “Willie. “I’m serious!” “We are here to do just that?” “Did Willie the Greek send you?” “Nope.” smiled the middle man. “Froggy wants his money. and team logo jerseys. I couldn’t understand why he didn’t tell me over the phone. “He will get his money. and the white lines that marked off the foul-lines were untouched. “And I think I’m going to enjoy it. I was here bright and early. “You had your chance. It would have been a perfect day for a double header. The colors were black and white. “Froggy can kiss my ass. They stopped five feet in front of me and three feet apart from each other.” he said. I think.” the middle man replied.” I said as I stepped back a bit.
” “Sammy. He wanted to end this without him losing his life. I will get a bullet off and there’s nothing you can do about it.” I continued. He’s just bluffing. I’m not going alone. “I will take you with me.” “There’s always turning back. “He won’t kill you!” “Yeah. Understand that. “I’m going to tell you this. “Too late!” shouted the thug to my left. I’m taking you with me. “I do like to know who is going to die with me today. and he wanted no part of death. He wasn’t ready to die and he wanted his partners to understand that.” I continued. I have no intentions of going alone.” I continued grinning sheepishly.” “You see?” I smiled.bibliotastic. “He won’t have a chance to get a bullet off. Don’t be stupid and don’t let him get to your head!” “No Sammy. they’ll kill me.” “I don’t want to do this!” “Sammy!” Sammy pointed his gun toward the man in the middle. “Don’t listen to him!” shouted the middle thug. “Okay.” I felt the imaginary noose around my neck getting tighter. He wanted all of us to put down our guns and walk away. We have the upper hand.” he nervously replied. He was afraid. It’s probably a promise I wouldn’t be able to keep. A frown wrinkled his forehead. “Just shut up!” demanded the thug in the middle. “Sammy.” “But I am. “We have to stop this.” “Don’t point that gun at me!”
www. Take me out.” I said. He realized that they had made a mistake in trying to approach me. So lets do this.” I said.” “Sure. It’s three against one. I will not die alone today.” I said as I pointed my gun to the thug on my right. “Two people will die here today.” “I don’t want to die!” He shouted as he turned toward the middle man. He wanted all of this to end without bloodshed.” Sammy shouted.” “Froggy just wanted us to beat him up. Oh yeah. “Not this time.” Sammy peered at the middle thug. it’s me and you. Do you hear me? You and I will die.com
. and it had better be quick. “Let’s just take him out. you’re coming with me. “What’s your name?” I asked. but I won’t die alone. but you took it to another level. “We can’t turn back now.Case File: Dog Eats Dog
I promised O’Brien that I wouldn’t be involved in anymore shootings with One Eye Froggy’s men anymore. He wanted no deaths today.” he said. I had to think of something. I will.” Sammy knew that there was truth in what I was saying. He believed that I would shoot him instantly. “Sammy. It was clearly written across his face.” started the middle thug. and it looks like it’s going to be me and you. go ahead. The thought of him being shot in the head tormented him. “It’s never too late. and it showed in his eyes.” said the middle thug. “But Sammy. I think it’s going to be you and me. “Sammy.” The thug on my left stared at me. They have me pinned to the wall. In fact two of us will be dead. “Let’s put down our guns.” he said. You took it to a level you can’t turn back from. “He’s trying to get into your head. “We’ve changed our position now. “I don’t want to hurt anyone. and the way things look now. shock and bewilderment riddled his eyes. “We came here to just work you over and try to collect the money you owe our boss.” I smiled. “Two will die today. “He didn’t want this!” “Don’t be stupid.” said the middle thug.” I said. He’s not going to shoot you.
” he sobbed.” “Make up your minds fast. That’s when I made my move. I’d be playing cards every night.” “What do I do?” “Run back to your car and drive away. but that didn’t make him put down the gun. I looked briefly at the billboard flashing the seventy-five million dollar lottery prize. An epiphany unfolded. I looked back at the billboard and briefly began to dream about what else I would do with that windfall.” Sammy was willing to shoot one of his own in order to save his own life.
. It would really mean a new life for me. “I told you that only two of us was going to die. I’d be on the beach in Florida sipping all kinds of exotic drinks with brown skin females.” “I don’t want to die. He kept it pointed toward the middle thug and he had no intentions of dropping it.” I said.” “Froggy’s not going to like this. “I have a very itchy finger. Go some where warm. or getting into gun fights. “Don’t shoot me!” Sammy shouted as it snapped me out of my day dream. and I want to scratch it so bad.” He looked confused.” “You’ll shoot me in the back. I’ve always longed for the sun and the glistening sand off any beaches in the Carribean. Seventy-five million flashing above me as I saw it through my peripheral vision. It was a great deal of money. and he did so without realizing it as the middle thug fell quickly to the ground. Sammy leaned forward as he tried to get a bit closer to the middle thug. I laughed.” “You’re not going to kill me?” “Nope. “What the hell do you think you’re doing? Put that gun down.Frank Atanacio
“I don’t want to die. “I am a man of my word.” he continued. now!” “I’m telling you. So what’s it going to be?” Vengeful eyes stared back at Sammy. Escape this city and its cold. “I don’t want to die!” “What did I say when all this first began?” I asked. “We just leave him alone and come back another time. He didn’t do it on purpose as blood splattered all over him. He looked confused. “I don’t want to die. relentless winters. We don’t need to do this.” said the thug in the middle. I turned and shot the man on my left in the head and Sammy shot the middle thug.” he half whispered. the odds were even.” “We can’t shoot each other!” “We don’t have to. “Go before I do change my mind!” He ran. My shot made him react. Two against two. It was working like a charm. The thug on my left swung to the left to face Sammy. “You know he’ll come down on us. If I had it I wouldn’t have to be chasing down cheating spouses. It was just what I had planned. and dancing with women half my age.
like Carolyn Lopez. “Too many people owe him money. but he wouldn’t back down. It was a complete misunderstanding. “But your boss better.” “Your boss is insecure. I had to let him know that I really didn’t owe him a dime.” “I don’t want any trouble from you. “I’m afraid of you.” Someone said as they knocked on my window.” “Okay.” I said. “You might end up dead. He was getting on my nerves and we really never met face to face. confused. he really isn’t. “Hey buddy. He collected bad debts. He wanted to collect money from me that I really never owed. “I’m not going to hurt you.” He looked at me with suspicious eyes. “I’m waiting for a date. He didn’t know what to do.” “You shouldn’t be afraid of me. “No.” I smiled. No matter what Froggy’s been doing. “Still can’t sit in the car.bibliotastic. and it did hit a soft spot. Of course I saw him at the club.” He nodded quickly. and keeping Mike Brandon on the tip of an iceberg.com
.” “My boss isn’t a murderer. I had to confront him. They were gearing up for some late night Salsa dancing. He thinks they’re spying on him. and I think he was waiting for me to make the first move.” he said looking worried. “Do me a favor and move on. He keeps sending thugs my way. When he recognized me his eyebrows crashed down. He also had to pay for shaking up Janet. I looked and noticed that it was one of the bouncers from the club.” I said. He just likes everything to stay neat and clean. It’s a pattern that would soon get me killed if I don’t stay on my toes. That man has done so much to piss me off. “The boss doesn’t like anyone sitting in their cars.” I said. Killing Carolyn Lopez hurt. “Can’t park here unless you’re going into the club. The music of Willie Colon and Hector Lavoe was being pumped out of the club and the crowd were dancing as they walked into the club.” he said.” “I understand. “What?” He didn’t say anything.” “You can’t come into the club. you’re going to have to take your date elsewhere.” he continued. “You know damn well that your boss had her killed.” I replied. I know you ain’t watching him.” I warned. I was told that Froggy owned that club too. and he doesn’t like to be watched. “I’m sorry. “You better go before your boss sees you talking tome. but it looks like it. or come into the club and wait for your date there.” “I said I wasn’t going to hurt you.” I lied.Case File: Dog Eats Dog
I parked outside a small club near Ogden Street off of Noble Avenue on the Eastside. he always managed to make money from it. and he threatened people who owed. He looked at me. An enthusiastic crowd had packed the entrance before the bouncers permitted them to enter. I could smell liquor on his breath as he stood up-right very quickly.” he added.” he admitted.” he half shouted. He had to pay for that. and I keep knocking them off. “Then why are you so afraid. but his goons clocked me before I really made myself known.”
www. “You owe froggy money?” “It seems everyone does.” “Of you.
. “What?” “Nothing. “Idiot. “I owe him.” “You killed Carolyn.” I warned. “But he owes me too.” he blurted out.” “Be careful buddy.Frank Atanacio
He didn’t answer. just go.” He nodded and ran back across the street.” I whispered.” I continued. “Your boss is no angel.
but he waved them away with his free hand. “But you didn’t. and I had ignored that rule long enough. He walked over to me and the two guards followed suit.” she corrected.” “Drugs. “Mr.”
www. “I’m here to see One Eye Froggy. There was a spicy.” I replied. and the guards walked away.” “It has a real name?” Repressing a smile at my question. “I see that the swollen bump on your neck went down.” She stuck her hand out for shaking and her perfume was so nice.” “At your service. It was a welcomed invasion. She walked slowly away and I couldn’t keep my eyes off the beauty of her backside.” I replied. “I’m Stacey. Newsom. floral scent that invaded my nostrils. but it made her look so hot. A tall thin man came out of a corner office wearing a black eye patch over his left eye. “Willie the Greek arranged this meeting for us. “I’ll tell him that you’re here. “How can I help you.” he said. she escorted me to a chair. “Welcome. Mr. “Can I help you?” I walked up to her with a puppy expression. It was like two kittens and a sack trying to get out. but they all end up dead. It was a form-fitting tube dress. It had fake lilies floating in the well. Newsom does have a real name. That was something that O’Brien wanted me to avoid. “I’m Nick. “Nick Barnum?” he asked.” I nodded. It looked like one of those offices you see on HGTV. I was hoping this time someone wouldn’t hit me from behind. prostitutes?” “This is a legitimate business. “Big mistake.com
.” “Mr.” she smiled. I walked into an ground floor office near the Trumbull Mall. I simply had to try to convince him that the money I owed him was all a misunderstanding.” “We could have killed you that night. but she wasn’t of an Asian decent. but I do understand you hire nothing but cowards.” I said.” she said in a soft sweet voice. “Well?” “What do you do here?” I asked.” “You come to make a payment?” I smiled. on the Bridgeport side. I just wanted to clear the entire matter up once and for all. It was in the center of a brand new plaza on the left-side of Main Street. Her eyes were slightly slanted.Case File: Dog Eats Dog
Confronting your enemy had to be a top priority.” “Like your dog-fighting business?” “I have no such business. The office was clean and had a graceful selection of colors on the walls. and a welcomed sight.” She smiled. I had to meet with Froggy face to face again. He keeps sending thugs to kick me around. “I deal in everything. I sniffed the air appreciatively.bibliotastic. Nick?” “Just Nick. and had a walking cane with a gold tip. The woman’s hair fell unconstrained around her oval face. and fake frogs sitting on the edges. “Cowards hit me from behind. He was sharply dressed in a light tan suit. There was a miniature waterfall fountain in the center of the spacious waiting area. Near the fountain at the center of the office stood two security guards and a thin woman dressed in a long silver dress.
” “Whether I could or can’t. There will be a dog-fight at the old glue factory behind Wentfield Park on Railroad Avenue. I had no intentions to bet way over my head. “I’m glad you think I’m funny. I’m tired of killing your men who come after me looking for money. Barnum.” “I don’t need excuses. did you come here to pay off your debt?” “Yeah. “I am in charge of this situation.” “That’s what I like to hear. You shouldn’t make wages that you can’t pay.” “Then I’ll be there.” I said.” “When?’ “Tomorrow night.” “I came to tell you that we have a misunderstanding.” she warned. Newsom is a dangerous man. “If you want to try and win your money back.” “Just to let you know. She wrapped her hands around my upper arm and again her perfume almost had me in a trance. like you did.” I said.”
. The two security guards walked toward me and stopped in front of me. “Mr. and you will pay me my money.” “Oh good.” “My money will be paid to me by this Friday. So lets do each other a favor and call this whole thing off.” I started.Frank Atanacio
“So.” “How so?” “When I made that bet.” she said. “Lightens my payroll.” he said firmly. “I’m sure a great detective like you could have deduced that.” he said as he slowly turned around. then that means I don’t owe you any money. “So. “I should leave.” I said.” “You don’t really know who I am. “But if you keep sending men my way. Nick PT Barnum will be murdered on Saturday.” he said with a thin smile.” “You don’t get to tell me what I should or should not do.” I said.” “And I didn’t make wages I couldn’t pay. “I know.” “One Eye Froggy. 1AM. I’m going to kill them and then come after you and shove that cane up your ass!” He smiled. I thought your bookie understood that all I wanted to bet was ten dollars. about that.” “Minimum bet is a thousand dollars.” “I’m tired of killing your men!” I shouted. Mr.” he growled. “If not.” I smiled. “I said I don’t own it. “It was all a misunderstanding.” “I’m not planning to give you any excuses. “I just participate.” They nodded.” he shouted back as he walked into his office and slammed the door. “Because I’m no deadbeat.” “Are you going to be there?” “Yes. The tall thin woman in the silver dress walked over to me. “My husband wouldn’t want me to fraternize with deadbeats. I’m sure you’re tired of sending men.
” she said as she stood at the front door with her hands on her hips.” “That’s not your opinion. “That’s a fucking fact.com
.” she said as she escorted me to the front door.
www. “My opinion also thinks you have a nice ass.bibliotastic.Case File: Dog Eats Dog
“Your opinion.” I smiled and walked out.
“She was cute. It took him down some serious dead end streets. “Captain Roque says this is best for my safety. He was sitting at a long conference table shackled like an animal. He’s a tough son of a bitch. “Hell. “Or Frog eats Frog.” “I know.” “So what we going to do?” “I want you to stop telling me lies.” “Me neither. I knew Mike Brandon’s case was a tough one to crack. and I liked her. I hear he’s got Willie the Greek running errands for him. Independent.. but his greeting was cold.” “What the. “Mad at me?” “Look where I am!” he half shouted.” “I heard. they didn’t go right for me either. He was a respected deacon that slipped through an evil crack. but for some strange reason. I nodded.” He finally looked up. and the police got him a safe jail cell at the North Avenue Correctional Center. “I also heard you were tapping one of the witnesses. “Mike?” He nodded. you better know. It wanted me to pound the whole truth out of him.” I smiled. “You’re not a murderer.”
.” I said. I need to hear it right from your mouth. He had a little something extra that he didn’t want me to know. and his rational mind wasn’t biting. He had turned himself in.” “He’s right. only because he made it a mystery. “Well.” I said trying to comfort him. and unreceptive. “I don’t think that’s funny. that just didn’t look right on him.” he whispered.” he said somberly.” I raised my hand. You know Willie.Frank Atanacio
I found myself hurrying to the holding cell in spite of the fact that Mike Brandon wasn’t going anywhere.” I nodded. The serious voice in my head wanted to shout and take apart the deacon for withholding information. I owe Froggy some big time money. He was hard at the core. this whole situation made him soft. Hell.” I said. He knew I was coming. and I don’t think he’s afraid of anyone. I sat down across from him and folded my hands on top of the table.” he mumbled. “It’s me. “I don’t know. I shot more men in the passed few days then I have ever done in my whole life. He had on prison rags. “It’s a damn dog eats dog world. “I understand things didn’t go right for you while you were gambling on the dogs. He did not look up at me.. He’s always been Mr.” “I’m not a criminal.” “How can you do that to me?” “What?” I looked confused. either.
” I said. All this was not going to stop until I paid them.” He shrugged his shoulders as his shackles made a clinging noise. Every
www.” I replied.” “No. “I’m going to rattled cages even harder now that I know you’re in here safe. I didn’t know the minium bet was a grand. “You don’t have to be a rocket scientist to figure that out. I wasn’t going to pay. “Getting Froggy for everything. “I know you don’t. me too. She peeked into the conference room and smiled at me.” “Me too.” he said. His eyes were rimmed with red. “I walked in betting above my head. “Yeah.” “So what really happened that night?” He looked at me with sunken eyes.” “I’m going to another dog-fight.” “That’s messed up.” I nodded. “The truth.” “Brenda told you?” I nodded.” I replied.” “I don’t like it in here. and mugging my friends.” he said.” I replied. I know you didn’t mean that. I nodded. I fought through it and made it to the dog-fight. I knew it was late and I hoped Brenda wasn’t waiting up for me.” I said. “It’s been difficult. Then I returned my attention back to Mike Brandon.” “She’s no Zoraida.bibliotastic. They caught me off guard. They were hurting.” “Damn Froggy got everybody by the balls.” I nodded. “So what are you up to next?” he asked. you have a reputation to mend.” he replied. she’s a woman and I’m a man. “I liked her. For a second my gaze connected with a female correction officer making her rounds. I was horny.” “And what’s the girl’s name again that you were tapping?” “Carolyn. “And she couldn’t do anything about it.” “What.” I said. “But when you’re cleared of all this shit. I didn’t get the chance to smile back. There was a rough edged wind blowing raindrops around. “I’m serious Mike. so she had to work it off.com
.” “Why did you pick her?” He asked. but they started beating up on my congregation. and I couldn’t pay.Case File: Dog Eats Dog
“They killed her. “Death isn’t what people deserves.” “Hey!” I started. “She got what she deserved. “She was hot. “It was that night that really stirred me up. The deacon looked at me again. “Why is that?” “You taking advantage of her too.” Mike added.” he said. she owed Froggy money too?” “She did. “I’m sorry about Carolyn. She hated when I came home late.
but some bar backs held him back. As many times as I’ve been there I really haven’t seen a familiar face. and I couldn’t walk away.” “I was scared.” “So you hit him?” “I deck that son of a bitch!” “Did he get up?” He paused. “He didn’t say he didn’t carry that much money on him. I even saw Carolyn Lopez there wearing a tight skirt. “Well?” “He got up. I didn’t realized it then. Sometimes I felt like making love to her. “What about the robbery at your church?” I asked. The other Mike Brandon wasn’t there. running orders to the bar. I saw Froggy in that mirror putting his fingers to his neck. but then I realized that she was doing it all for my own good. Don’t get me wrong.” he paused briefly. laughing and having a good time. He would have needed it to wipe away the image of that dead dog. She was the rock in my heart that kept me stable.” I said. “Ten thousand dollars. Nick. Well.” “I got your back.”
. that hit me like a ton of bricks. I couldn’t let that settle. and then making a cutting motion.” I smiled. but he had signaled to Carlos not to pay me the winnings. she would read me the riot act. “There is something delicate about how you’re telling me what happened. Or at least my mind wouldn’t allow me to recognize them. “There was no robbery. “Why you smiling?” “Because this makes more sense to me then that made up crap you told me when all this started.” “And are you sure you saw him standing back up?” “Now that I think of it. I never seen a dog just die without whimpering. Well. I remember that night clearly as the mirror behind the ranks of bottles of booze stood at such attention. I didn’t care about the dog’s condition.” “How much was your take?” I asked. There were so many people there. I wouldn’t be here in jail. Nick. “I am certain of it. and he didn’t throw the first swing?” He shook his head back and forth indicating no. I met some people there. and ripped it apart. That was odd. strangling her. and that image would have tangled with his heart until it hurt.” “I was so excited and nervous. and that he wasn’t going to pay you?” “No.” he replied. I stood in the raised entryway of the club looking down at the dogs fighting. It was me. and she wouldn’t be home.” “So you didn’t call his mama names. kicking her around the room.” “Wow. I pushed across to the bar and tried to settle my face in front of Carlos Rivera.” He smiled.” He nodded. “This time I believe you because I can see the conviction in your eyes. “And you knew that. anyways. It was odd that I remembered that. and greed in my heart. alone.Frank Atanacio
time I did. If I had gotten her involved before all of this started. hunger in my eyes. Carlos told me that the other dog was disqualified and no one was getting any winnings. The other Mike Brandon would have needed some strong drinks in order to turn his back on the darkness. but I wouldn’t have recognized them out of the club. I had won and I wanted to collect my money. smiling. The dog just died! The sad part about that. the dogs were going at it and my dog took a bite out of the other dog’s throat. Well. or making death noises.
“You got something planned. right?” “Not yet.” I said. but I bet something will fall in my lap. The deacon nodded again.Case File: Dog Eats Dog
“I guess he wanted you to give him some money with your prints on the envelopes so that he could set you up.com
. “He’s got you turned every which way. “Just watch Janet.” “She can take care of herself. She’ll be fine.” “Just stay clear of him.” He nodded.” “He’s making me a cut throat too.” warned the deacon. trust me.” He nodded.” I replied.
www.” “She’ll be fine. I nodded.bibliotastic. “I got until Friday to pay him back. I hope.” “Too much confidence in that skinny girl.” “He’s a cut throat.
” I replied.” The man took a swing at me and I expected pain. The man had soft hands. I’m not going to lie down. scores of patrons all wanting to be witnesses to a bar room scuffle. I had gallantly offered to help the man up. “Listen. “Here we go again. Just because you’re bigger than me. It wasn’t much of a scuffle. I wanted simple to keep him in the mix. will you?” “No. “Listen.” I sighed. and I wanted to let him know that there was another dog-fighting contest brewing. The bartender caught my attention and pointed to the beer he placed in front of me.” He stared at me for a second. you win. expecting a bar room brawl. “Hey. I put down twenty dollars.” “Tough guy?” “Very tough. “I think you’re funny. so I basked in the pleasures.” He nodded. So please take your sorry ass out of my face. Two bar maids helped him up to his feet and he shot me a side ways glance. and failed. “Bottle only.” I stood closer to him. He clung on to one of the women and forced his way toward me. He came toward me moving slowly.Frank Atanacio
I had called Detective Peter O’Brien to meet me at Corners Bar and Grill on Boston Avenue. and bar backs. They saw a man down and came rushing over. “That’s my seat. I watched his progress with a mixture of confusion for taking my shove like a man.” I called out to a bartender. his knees occasionally buckling. It was a rare treat for me. It almost made me regret my chivalry. “But I was here first. “What?” “You’re sitting in my seat. and I’m here to give you one. I pushed him and he immediately fell to the floor. I do.” “Go lie down.” he shuddered. and I’m not giving it up to anyone. but the people reacted differently. body guards. you’re not going to start with me again. You want the stool.” I said The crowd surrounded the man on the floor. attempted to throw a punch. I wanted to tell him what Brandon told me. I sat at the bar and it was the first time I ever got one of the cushioned stools.” “I’m sorry. You can have it. “You were looking for a fight. and pity. but he pushed my hand away.” I said. “I didn’t even hit you. “I don’t want to fight. “Becks. He just looked at us.” He snarled. “You think it’s funny?” he said flatly. There was no pain. as if he didn’t understand my reply.” he said.”
. “Really?” “I’m going to take you down!” “Oh boy.” someone said from behind me. you think you’re tougher?” “Yeah. are you?” “I still think I can take you. “I don’t want to fight. “Get off my stool?” I laughed.” I started. He hit like a child.” “No! I’m in a fighting mood. for trying to take my shove like a man. but the bartender didn’t grab it right away.
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The bar maid that helped him sighed, wondering if it was crueler to allow him to fight me. Or should she have left him on the floor. She nodded, looked down as the man throw up on her new sneakers. “Fuck!” she shouted. The body guards had seen enough. They walked over to the man and tossed him out of the bar. That’s when Peter O’Brien walked in. Always never around when you need one.
I managed to slip into the club without any of the bouncers seeing me. I must have cut my arm on some wire mesh they used to block the back entrance. My arm was bleeding, but I didn’t remember cutting it. Nevertheless I was in the club. It was well after 1: AM, but I promised Stacey I’d show up. I didn’t tell O’Brien about the dog-fighting contest, but I got my camera phone in my back pocket. I had plans to record what I can. It was my plan to take down the big frog. “Mr. Nick?” I turned and saw Stacey standing in front of me with a drink in her left hand. She wore a long shiny red dress that was clinging to her body, just right. “Stacey.” She smiled. “Are you setting me up?” She smiled again. “It doesn’t matter,” I said. “I would have come anyways.” “I’m setting someone up,” she smirked, “But it’s not you.” “Oh?” “My husband,” she added. “Oh, how so, and why?” “Let’s step into that back room,” she said as she grabbed my arm. “I’ll explain why.” “Where is your husband?” “He’s coming for the main event.” I nodded as I allowed her to escort me into a back room. I turned toward the fighting area and I saw two dogs getting ready to put on a display. The pit-bulls were damaged. One had an empty eye socket, chipped tooth, and the other had a torn ear that was sewn back together by a non-professional. The management were grooming the dogs for fighting as they were taunting the poor animals. I heard the bell ring and then Stacey closed the door behind me. “You’re going to miss the dog fight,” I said. “That’s not the main event,” she replied. “Those dogs look beat.” “They all are.” “Damn shame.” She nodded. “So,” I started. “How are you going to get back at your husband?” “He had Carolyn Lopez killed,” she said. I nodded. “She was my best friend.” “Mine too for a short while.” “Froggy treated her like a welcome mat,” she said softly. “Never gave a chance to pay him. He treated her ex-husband like shit too. I think that’s why he really never gave Carolyn what she deserved.” I nodded. “She liked you,” she said almost in an eerie calm. “She really liked you.”
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The announcer’s voice from the next room filled the office. “Listen up, everybody. This is your chance to hit it big with the main event coming up early this morning. Minimum bet has been dropped to five hundred dollars, so everyone could get in on the action. Make sure you make your wagers early!” “Well,” she started as she sat down in a small sofa. “The main event will make him lots of money. I want to make sure he loses.” “How?” “He’s going to take heavy bets on the dogs, and when he looks at the odds he’s going to drug one of them so he’d be guaranteed to win. That’s where you come in.” I titled my head sideways. “I get all the betting slips and I calculate his winnings,” she continued. “I hand them over to Malone and he does his thing. Little will he know I’ll hand him your betting slip after he counts out the advantage. He will then wink at the dog handlers, and they’ll do their thing. You’re going to win, because I’ll make sure of it.” “What should I bet?” “Fifty thousand,” she smiled. “Dollars?” “Of course, ten times the amount.” “Wow, I’d have to sell my ass for cash if I should lose.” “Trust me,” she grinned sheepishly. “No one would buy that ass for cash. Not even in prison.” “And you know that how?” “Carolyn said you had a flat ass.” “Even the dead lie.” “Just bet that amount.” “And my dog will win?” “You’ll get ten times the amount.” “Ten times, boy that sounds pretty.” “That’s why people bet on the dogs,” she replied. “Damn, if I didn’t love animals so much, I’d be here every night. Now I understand what was going through the deacon’s mind. Or Carolyn’s mind. It seems like easy money, and ten times the amount is great.” She nodded. “But folks can get hooked.” “They all do.” I smiled. “That’s probably the reason the guards let you in,” she said. “I snuck in.” “We saw you on camera,” she smiled. “You voyeur you.” She smiled again. “All that for nothing,” I said. “I even cut my arm trying to come in undetected.” “Your fault,” she said. “Should have come in with everyone else. Trust me, you wouldn’t have been stopped.” “Says you.” “Of course,” she replied. “I’m Froggy’s wife.” “Bad taste you have,” I added.
.” she explained. “He can’t afford not to pay you. “He wouldn’t know the amount because I’m not going to include it until everything’s counted.” “So you’re giving me a hot tip?” She nodded.” I continued. You figure he’ll deduct what you owe him. She smiled as she stood there completely nude.” “You know he is not an honest man.” she ordered.“I said. right?” “It’s not the dog that will win.” “Just pick a dog. “What makes my dog the winner?” “The amount of money you’re betting on.” “Crowded room.” “He’ll figure a way.” “I like your style.” “Take off your clothes. “He won’t like it. and I don’t want to talk about it. I smiled.” she said. He will then place a bet on the other dog for half as much. but he’ll have to pay.” she replied.” “Then let my actions speak for me. okay.” “What about you?” “I get to watch him squirm. “My dog will win.” “Okay.” “Are you sure you can handle it?” “With flying colors.” she said as she began removing her clothes. getting me all hot and bothered.Frank Atanacio
“I had no choice.” She smiled with the urge to laugh at my stupidity. “Long story. Then you take that money and pay off Carolyn’s share.” “Now. you understand?” “I’m just picturing you naked.” “Just do your part.” she replied. and the deacon.” I said. “It’s the prize. someone will hear the dog you choose and they will bring it to the dummy bettor.” “How do I know you’re not doing this so I could owe him more money?” “You can tell him what I had planned. I just wanna make sure the gambling information I give you goes our way.” she continued. and give you the difference.” she answered. he’ll believe you. “Big house.” I replied. the fix is in. “I hope you can handle this because all I hear from you is a lot of talk. I can handle it. and obeyed. “Do you think you can handle me?” “With flying colors. “When you tell him of the drugged dog. So you see. I have a dummy bet on the dog you don’t chose. “Good. “Trust me Stacey. repeat it all over again.
It was just too easy. never mind.com
.” She giggled. She was calm and relaxed and I was tapping a married woman.” “Just making sure.” “Dingy?” “I guess.” “Not if you’re just getting my.” he said. “Damn.” I said. she didn’t even wish me luck. and Froggy looked embarrassed.” One of the bouncers laughed.Case File: Dog Eats Dog
I knew there was no reason to hurry as we had sex for about an hour. Frog with one eye. I pushed the door out her hand and walked out first.” “I thought you were getting the big show.” I replied.bibliotastic. “But first I’m going to try to win some of it back. She followed me right out the office.” We got dressed and headed for the door. “Did you come to pay me my money?” “I did. at your service.” “Just give me your freaking name!” I smiled.” “Oh. “This is the main event. Nick Barnum. “I’ll take the one with the scar on the right side of his face. fifty.” “Your name?” “Nick Barnum. “I thought someone else was going to over hear my choice. but she didn’t.” I whispered. but it didn’t matter. “Fifty?” I nodded. “Mr.” someone called from behind me. “Another round?” She laughed.” “Yeah. you are?” I nodded. Stacey walked over to me and stood there with her arms crossed.” I said. I didn’t know which one to pick. “What?” “The other big show. “Mr. “Well?” “Dingy.” said a man as he stood in front of me.. I turned to face Froggy and two bouncers.. How much dangerous could it get? “Ready?” she asked. “Two heads are better than one. “Which dog?” I looked over to the two dogs in the fighting area. but they were all too busy gambling and getting drunk. I expected a lot of eyes on us. but I felt that I had to. “Don’t get cute. “No.
www. I thought she was going to stay behind.” She smiled and walked away. “Bets. Stacey said that the dog I picked was going to win.” she said. it’s time for the big show.
Just to keep your body guards busy while I beat the shit out of you. to help you get use to them. “How about you.” “So is your momma!” So is your momma? I simply had nothing else to say to him.” “Well.” “No?” “It’s going to be about how many ass-kicks you can take before you die.” He smiled. “If I win. “Ass kicks. “Let him brag all he wants. “Funny now. It’s not going to be about the money anymore. “I just know I can back my shit up. can we shut him up for you?” asked a bouncer. “Gamblers are losers.” He looked confused. how much did you wager?” “I don’t gamble.
.” “Yeah whatever. “You’re a funny guy.” I lied.” “You are aggressive.” I said. it’ll be my pleasure to serve you. I’m going to turn the tables on you. “And I’m going to get a few bouncers and body guards of my own.” I replied. “You better pay me. “I’ll give you one now.” he said. “No.” “Is that so?” “Yes.” I replied. “He looks like he can take a licking and keep on ticking.” “Good luck on your wager. and you don’t pay me.” he replied as he turned and walked away.” he grinned.” “Let’s see about that.” I said.” “If you’d like.” “And when I win. Barnum.” he said.” I said. I’m going to kick your ass everyday until I get paid.” “Boss.” I started. The proof would be in that ring. “And Mr.” “For your sake. “I can give you a taste of things to come.” “Until you get killed.Frank Atanacio
“What dog did you bet on?” “The black and white younger looking dog.” replied Froggy. “I hope you lose.” he said.” “I try to be. You know.
” he added.” I pointed as Dingy put the final blows on his opponent. and then their lives would be done. “I wonder what’s going through his sick little mind.” I whispered. did you win?” He asked.” said Rusty Miller. It was misery for the dogs. “Yes!” Rust Miller shouted. “Anyways. not people. To see violence the way it should be displayed. I had a difficult time wondering why humans were so savage like. pure and undiluted. I turned to look and noticed Rusty Miller breathing heavy behind me. I’ll be out of the red. “If my dog wins.” I whispered as I took a seat on a white plastic picnic chair. “Even you. “Hey man. He nodded. “Never mind.” he said. Rusty Miller said animals should rip each other apart. the dog dies. It feels so good.” he continued. “Winning?” Someone asked from behind me. no better life. “You win.” I nodded slowly in agreement.” “Congratulations.” I whispered.” The fight began and I struggled with wave after wave of cruelty to animals being displayed right in front of me. They weren’t sad because a dog died. The fight was over and my dog won hands down. “This is action. I looked into the glowering face of Rusty Miller. “Damn look at all that blood. They were sad because they lost a great deal of money. “Doesn’t matter whose ear. “You will win. By animals. a lost gambler. It was going to come down to this fight.” he started.com
. We enjoy watching other species ripped a part and we bet money on it.” he said as he sat down in an empty plastic seat beside me. Their was a hint of jubilee in his eyes. I got a look at Stacey as she turned away from the fight. “It’s just an animal.” I smiled.” he continued.” “Why aren’t you happy?”
www.” “Not god’s ear.” I couldn’t help but to notice all the blood. Where does anyone get off by making such a statement? “Cops should arrest everyone here.” I grimaced.” I said. “I got five hundred bucks riding on this Dingy dog.” “Your words to god’s ear. “My god I can’t believe I finally won. “This is why I come here.” I said softly.” I whispered. “Anyways.” “You’ll win my friend. and felt very sick to my stomach. There was no good life. I turned to face the crowd and there were so many sad faces. “Yeah. and he had a hard expression on his face. not people.” “I don’t give a shit about the dog. It was just a sickening sight. There was no chance of either one of them to live. and no neutral life.Case File: Dog Eats Dog
The pit-bulls dreaded every step into the center of the ring.” “It’s a life!” I half shouted.” he smiled as the dogs continued fighting to the end. “I really don’t want to see this. “I just placed a bet on this main event. “I see you got money on this fight. She was sitting next to her husband. “Damn.bibliotastic. He was actually enjoying the fight. “Look.” “Big money.
” I said. I grabbed the bouncer in front of me and shot him twice in the foot. “Hey.” “None of these bets are legal.” he said as he pushed his way toward me.” I said.” I said. “I mean this bet wasn’t factored in.” he said as he looked toward Froggy. His partner failed to catch him.” I said. “I get it.” He was angry. “What seems to be the problem?” “I can’t pay this man. Froggy grinned mirthlessly.” I replied. I promise you that.” I said. “What’s this?” “I come to collect.” he started feeling the pressure as a bigger crowd surrounded us.” He was agitated. “What do you want me to do?” one bouncer asked as he stepped in front of me. Nick!”
.” I said.” Froggy said. I didn’t have to stand to close to smell it.” he said. “I don’t want to tell you again. “I’m going to kill you and your two bouncers. plus the interest you require. In fact. Froggy looked at my slip and realized it was genuine. he just moved to one side as the wounded man fell passed him.” I said. “I”ll tear up the note you have with me and we’ll call it even. “I don’t think this bet was legally taken. “That’s my warning. “I want my money. I saw it deep in his eyes. “Let him go for now. I pushed him toward the other one as he fell to the floor. “Or at least I better get it in one week.” he said as he stood up. and I expect to get paid.” replied the bookie.” he said. He had tired eyes.” “Fuck them. you ass!” “I mean.” “Someday you will.” I said as I holstered my gun. “Deduct what I owe you. The crowd was stirring around the bookie as they were paying their losses. “It was taken properly.” “Nope. “Call the police.” “Did everybody hear the threat?” he shouted. “As long as I get mine. “Yeah. “I’ll give you one week to come up with the rest of my money. “I think I found it.” “You don’t get it. and What Carolyn Lopez owed. tell them to come down now and arrest me for threatening your life. “This can’t be tight.” said Froggy.” I said.” “Don’t threaten me!” He shouted.” “You know what I’ll do. “Let that be a lesson. You think I’m the type to allow anyone to insult him like this? You’re barking up the wrong tree. “It’s right.Frank Atanacio
“A dog just got killed. I also want you to deduct what the deacon owes. “If I don’t get my money.” I smirked as he was almost in my face. “How dare you dictate!” he shouted.” Froggy came racing over with his body guards in tow.” “I don’t understand. The bookie was a small roundish man with red cheeks and balding jet black hair. you must think I’m a push-over. and smelly breath. “And I want my winnings.” I warned. He reeked.” “Man you’re looking for ugly. I walked up to the bookie and handed him my slip. “There’s some kind of mistake.
” she said. but did not turn around. knees occasionally buckling in several places. It was probably a direct insult toward her husband. He stopped. “You’ve never been caught up in such turmoil. I watched her progress with a mixture of admiration for standing up to her husband.” Froggy said to the other bouncer as he ignored the other one on the floor. I wanted to jump on him. and blood shot out of her nose. but that would have made him suspicious. Little bitch. “One week!” I shouted. The blow knocked her on her ass. for taking a punch like man. “Never touch me again.” Stacey said as she made her way through the crowd.” I said as I just watched on helplessly. “I said one week!” He stormed out pushing everything and everyone out of his way.” She smiled almost sheepishly.Case File: Dog Eats Dog
“Let’s go home. but didn’t make a sound.bibliotastic. She didn’t even blink as she grinned. stay out of it.” he growled. “Stay out of this.
www. “Let’s go.” “Please.” “I said.com
. She was clinging to the bar as she forced her way toward the exit.” she said as she touched his upper arm. “One week. “Too many people. She wiped the blood away with her hand. and pity. She stood up and moved slowly toward the door. and again It looked like an insult. Froggy turned to her and punched her in the face as hard as he could.
“Do you really think he’s going to pay me?” O’Brien smiled.” “How?” “His wife.” “I hope you guys have someone watching him.” “Good guys. “I can.” “He might hurt the people around you.” he replied. “But you did it anyways?” I nodded again. He has murdered Carolyn Lopez.” I started. He had received my photo text messages I sent to his computer and had now believed that there was dog-fighting was a reality. “But he owes me a great deal of money. because you were just trying to help out the deacon.” “We can’t prove that. We can take it from here.” said O’Brien.” “Come on Pete.” “What?” “He was quickly released on bail.” I said.” “We did.” “What?” “His wife Stacey told me that he took care of Carolyn Lopez. “The captain sent Victor Cruz and Wilfredo Fuentes to keep a tale on him.” he frowned.”
. he even has Willie the Greek on his payroll. “Why don’t you just let me rattle his cage for a little bit. “Yeah.” “He’s not going to pay. but it served good coffee and cake.” I said. broke into my office and stole my petty-cash. “Who do you have watching him?” I asked.” “Why would she go back on her husband?” “Because that marriage is a farce.. I won’t take the money. “Nick?” “He rattled my cage for his payment. It was a small coffee shop. “So you placed a big bet. “What?” “You’ll make him pay you. “He has already hurt the deacon. “And that’s what I don’t want to happen. We met at a coffee shop on Pennsylvania Avenue. I gave him one week to pay.” I said. Hell.” I said. “But we want you to keep out of this now. “I hope you guys go to his office and pick his stank ass up.” O’Brien nodded.” said O’Brien. “That man can be very dangerous. Do I make myself clear?” I just stared at him.” “Captain Roque says he’s going to overlook this. and they were best friends.Frank Atanacio
I wasn’t surprised that O’Brien knew about what I did last night at the club. “You know that’s illegal?” I nodded. and I strongly advice you not to take the payment if he offers it to you.” he replied slowly.” “Good.” I smiled. but I promised him I’ll give him a taste of his own medicine.” “I’m out. We sat at the counter talking about what transpired last night.
” he warned.” “Just stay away from Froggy. He just had to say it. you need to talk to her.
www.” he said.” I nodded.Case File: Dog Eats Dog
“And she will testify?” “I don’t know. We got that all out of the way as I sipped my coffee. and I knew that he knew I wasn’t really going to stay away from Froggy. “We’ll take care of him. and I just had to agree. “I’m serious Nick.bibliotastic. I knew he wanted to protect me.” “If she doesn’t. “I plan to.” “I said okay!” O’Brien was eating a doughnut and I looked at him with curious eyes.com
O’Brien came to my office and looked around. “I heard. I’m sure she wants to know that you’re okay. “This one will not slip through our fingers. “We’ll handle it Nick. “So let him start pushing us.” “I hope so. He had heard about what happened to Janet and he too was enraged. “Good. My mouth was so dry that I had to take several sips of coffee before I was able to ask.” How is she doing?” “She’ll live.” “He keeps touching my spots. okay Nick?” “Deacon?” “We’re going to release him when this is all finalized.” “I know. now let him start touching ours. but you have to let us handle this. “Did you hear what I said?” he asked. “Too many people are getting hurt because you’re sticking your nose in way too deep.” he replied.” I said knowing damn well that she was probably caught off guard. “Everything is going to go down well. and he was most certainly going to receive it just as loud and clear. I told you at that coffee shop to stay away from Froggy.” he said. right?” I asked. It’s what Janet would have wanted me to do.” “How about B B?” “I have Eggy watching her. I had to move around so I could distract myself before I lost my composure. the thugs had gotten to her. look around you. It was my turn to send him a message.” he said.” “I hope so.” “He’s pushing me.” “Have I ever lied to you?” I looked around my office again and shook my head from side to side indicating no.” I nodded.” “Because we arrested him.” “You’re going after him for this too.” he said.”He said. and as she cowered in stunned pain. By the time Janet punched in 911. This time I mean it. I heard. looking hard at O’Brien.” I sat tensely. Do you understand me?” “Pete. she was calling my name. “We’re going to try and get everything in. “Even the murder of Carolyn Lopez. That Froggy wanted to send me a message. I can’t believe they would do something like this.” “I can’t believe Janet would just lay down without a fight.” he replied. “Now clean up this mess and go visit your secretary in the hospital.” “Leave this one too us. but I had to pay Froggy a visit. They beat her up and almost left her for dead.Frank Atanacio
I couldn’t bear to sit at my desk. You can trust me on that.” I nodded. I knew he meant well. “But they took her down a notch. “Consider your investigation closed. She was struck several times and it was the first blow that fractured her ribs. and I received it loud and clear.” “He’s gotten my attention.
.” I said.” “Okay.
“You do work with dangerous people. Her hair was in a net. “Did you want to fill out paperwork for your eh wife?” “I let my dear old mother in-law do it. “But make sure all billing goes to Nick PT Barnum. “Why did they do this to her?” she asked while trying to catch her breath. “But other than that. She’s going to be just fine.” I nodded. and I was thinking about my checking account. That just wasn’t right. I just want you to pray for my baby. It was obvious that she just ran out of her house as fast as she could. “Is there a problem with her organs?” I asked.” “She’s my baby. The doctor came out and walked over to Janet’s mother. “She’s a good girl.” “Even near death.” I replied softly.Case File: Dog Eats Dog
I found Janet’s mother in the waiting room outside the intensive care unit. “Hi. so I knew the news was going to be positive. “It’s nothing you did.com
.” I nodded.” “Her husband. He didn’t have a worried look on his face.” “Mama–“ ” Nick.” Janet’s mother blurted.
www.” “That’s noted on her files. “Nick. Janet’s mother seemed suddenly flustered.” he said as he tried looking into her eyes. We just want to make sure everything goes smoothly.” I said. She had on her night gown and a blue knitted sweater covering her up. “You are?” “Ahhh. the tears running down her cheeks.” she sobbed.” he said. she tries to squeeze me. She was worried sick.. “Janet suffered some broken bones and same and muscle bruising. “Nothing to worry yourself.” I nodded. I didn’t want to answer that question.” I whispered.” “Thank God. He looked at me with a sideways glance. “What?” “She said it while they wheeled her in here. She was weeping quietly. “We’re going to keep her here a little longer than expected just watch some vital organs. are you the mom?” She nodded. I looked over toward Janet’s mother and saw the look of pain washing over her face. “I heard. I too felt relief entering my body. as though she was afraid of opening her mouth because the screams would just come pouring out. her boss. “I don’t want to know.” he said.” she continued sobbing.” she laid a gentle hand on her lips.” she screamed. Her painted lips were clamped together tightly. and she had it pinned up. “Mine too. right?” she said abruptly.bibliotastic.
” she said.” I said. I smiled. She smiled. “I’ll check on her when they move her to recovery. “I don’t care how much it cost. just do what you got to do.
.” She smiled.” “Okay Nick.Frank Atanacio
“Mama. whatever it takes to get her back on her feet is okay with me.” I said. “Tell her I was here. She looked better.
” she added.” “And he’ll keep on trying. Her face was covered in bruises. “Stacey?” “Look. but that didn’t stop me.” he continued. “Everything went as planned.” she replied.bibliotastic. he’s with me. Nick. and he will not harm you. “Trust me Arnold. “Why don’t you go to the police?” She didn’t answer.” he shouted.” “But Mam. and she was wearing a tee-shirt and black jeans. “Nick?” I turned and I saw Stacey standing behind me. “I have orders.
www.” she said as she tried smiling.” “Mam. He will keep them out of jail.” she replied. and noticed that it was empty. and I’m just saving your life.Case File: Dog Eats Dog
The evening was getting tougher to accept when I drove to Froggy’s office on Main Street. “And you know this?” I asked as a rhetorical question. “That’s an order.” “I’m suppose to harm him. “You won’t be able to. “We’re closed.” I nodded.” she said.” she paused briefly. “He’s with me Arnold. The security guard on duty emerged from the back door wiping his hangs on a paper towel. “I come here to pay Froggy back for what he did to my secretary. and pay them well. I had noticed the sign in front stating that the office is closed. I went inside..” “What?” She nodded slowly. It was probably closed to the public.” she said.” He nodded and walked over to his security desk. “Where is that little weasel?” “He’s out hiring the best lawyers the state has to offer. he’s tried. and the lights were dim. “That bastard worked me over last night when he got home. “Stacey?” “He has three men on his payroll that’s going to take the fall for everything that happened. I went by the security desk.” I said. The water fountains were off. but I saw a tall thin man walking out. I’m so surprised that he hasn’t had you killed yet.” “Oh.com
. “Froggy can have me killed in a minute. “Isn’t that. He’s going to hire the best lawyers to defend them even if it takes a lifetime.” she replied as she walked over to me and kissed my cheek. I gotta try.” he replied. “He’s trying to get off?” She didn’t answer.?” “I said. “What the hell happened to you?” “He had to put me in my place.” “I’m okay. I heard a toilet flush.” “No you don’t..
” “Whose going to stop me?” She slapped my face and stood directly in front of me waiting for me to slap back.” she replied. “That hurts!” I shouted.” “You asked whose going to stop you!” “I didn’t mean you.” “Poor sap is going to end up dead.” she said.” I said. “I won’t let you do it. “Hit me!” “I’m not going to hit you.” I replied. “He didn’t pay me yet and I want to keep him honest.” She grimaced. “That’s all.” she replied.” she said.” she said. and Janet?” “War causalities.” she replied. “I meant Froggy.” “I know the place. it’ll all be over. “When his men turned themselves in. “He blamed his bookie. not me.” she replied. stop hitting me.” I said mostly to myself.” “Just let it go.” she said. You beat him in his own game.” “Not because of my bet.”
. “Stacey?” “No.” she said through clenched teeth. “I just want you to be safe.” “What about the deacon. but did not say a word.” “I don’t believe you for one minute. “I’ll find out the time and date. Diamonds. and Carolyn Lopez?” She didn’t answer.” she held both my upper arms and looked directly into my face. “Nick. “Hit me. “You can’t keep making trouble.” “I’m just going over there to ask for my money. even if they’re dead. “He will clear their names.” She slapped me again.” she said while holding me back. “He is keeping me out of the loop now. right?” “No. “Stacey. Nick.” “Did he clear the deacon. “If it means keeping you off his back. I think. Carolyn. The security guard stood from his desk.” “He’ll pay you. he’ll pay you. “They’re going to meet at a restaurant on the Post Road.” “Nick. “I’m just saying that you’re pushing this just a little too far. “He said he wasn’t clearing deadbeats.Frank Atanacio
“Where is he searching for these god sent attorneys?” “Fairfield.” I said.” she said as she grabbed my hand.” She nodded slowly.” “Funny guy.” “For him. Consider yourself a winner.” “I don’t know the time or what day. He just watched on as if he was awaiting instructions. “Then this war isn’t over!” “Nick you can’t mean that. He’s going to kill you.
” I nodded and walked out. I kissed her bruised lips. “He’s just doing his job.” I added. but I don’t want you to get hurt. “Look what he did to you.” she said as she pulled me into the nearest office.” “How do you know I can’t handle myself?” I said as I looked into her battered face.Case File: Dog Eats Dog
She nodded and backed away slowly. “Is this monkey giving you a hard time.” “I know you want to.” “His debt was paid in full.” I said. “Is everything alright?” asked the security guard. “Don’t call me a monkey if you can’t back it up.” “Everything is fine. “Let me go take care of him.bibliotastic.” She nodded slowly. “You can’t put up with him anymore. “Arnold.com
.” I started.” Stacey said. “I will. He glanced at me.
www.” she said.. “I don’t want your husband to get away with what he did. and I plan to finish it. “Listen Stacey. but didn’t say another word. He started this whole thing. go back to your duties.” she said. “And why did you marry him?” “To pay off.” “Please. Don’t you want some type of justice?” She looked down.” “This is a gambling debt pay-off?” “I was loyal to him.” she half whispered. I smiled.” “Be careful.. “That was part of the agreement.
” he said.” he replied. “Come on Nick. “Froggy still walks. He didn’t stop to ask if I was ready to order.
.” “Ready to order?” asked the waiter as he stood by us waiting to jot down our order. “Right?” “They confessed to everything.” “She’s afraid. I couldn’t believe that they’d still be in business charging these low prices.” He shot a glance my way. O’Brien walked in and sat across from me. He didn’t even say hello. I suppose I shouldn’t be complaining and take advantage of the bargains. “And Froggy isn’t one of them. I opened up the menu and notice almost everything on it was under five dollars. The waiter came to me and handed me a menu. “I’m buying.” said O’Brien. I nodded. “Something bothering you?” I asked.” he said. “They’ll do hard time. we wouldn’t have taken those sworn statements.” O’Brien added.” I said. “What do you know?” “You have confessions.” I said as I took a sip of my water.” I replied. I’d give him a pass. “What about Carolyn. but at these prices. right?” “You said Stacey had different information. He sighed heavily. “Sounds good.” “We would have protected her.” “I’m sure it will. “BLT. “Froggy’s people are going to issue a statement and they’re going to fire all of those involved. give us a break. The waiter came over quickly and handed O’Brien a menu. “What we have will stick.” I replied. It was a place where families came in and enjoyed a very good meal at very low prices.” he said.” I smiled. but that doesn’t do anything for me. but she wasn’t going to spill the beans.” I smiled. “It is nothing!” “It’s going to satisfy the State. “What’s good here?” he asked.” I nodded. and those dogs that died?” “It’s all on paper. “If she would have come forward and gave us Froggy.” “It’s better than nothing. “So you’re not going to ask me about Froggy?” “I already know.” “Of course you know this is all bull shit. He half smiled. “Froggy.Frank Atanacio
At noon the After Cafe on Edna Street roared with business. but didn’t speak.” I said.
I nodded. “Trust me on this. It’s not going to be easy for him.bibliotastic.” “You don’t even mean that.” I said.Case File: Dog Eats Dog
“BLT. “You weren’t betting.” “Willie knows better. Even Willie the Greek owes him money.” “What do you want me to do?” “Tell the captain that the investigation is still incomplete. “But he’ll take more people down with him. “But she’s pissed. “Too many people owe him.com
. and that we can prove that he’s been involved. “You gotta give me something better than that.” I said. And don’t you think he’s given up on me either. “No.” he said. “Better?” “Yeah. remember?” I nodded.” said O’Brien. Nick. Don’t let him get away with this. “Better late than never. you shouldn’t stop right here. “Froggy wins.” said O’Brien. He’s watching over his shoulder now.” “Just tell her this is all resolved. “Me too.” he said. He knows that the dog fighting in this city is over. “Just let it go.” “You do shake cages too hard. He’s taken down some good people.” I said.” I said. “Did you check up on Janet?” he asked.” I said.” “How can we win when Froggy hasn’t got a mark on him?” I half shouted.” I replied. Yet. he’s not putting up a fight against Froggy.” I nodded. The waiter quickly picked up the menus and hurried off to place our order.” O’Brien said.” “A little too late.” said O’Brien as he took a bite out of his sandwich. he’s taken down those poor witnesses. “You know Willie. and I plan on collecting.” “I told you before.” I said.” I said. “It’s a stat for us. He’s taken down the good deacon.” “He’s going to be extra careful now. “Coke. That’s going to take a big bite out of his gravy train. and it seems everybody owes him money. It’s not going to be easy for him.” I said.” “Orange soda.” I said. He always wants to be king of the hill.” “Including you. She wants me to get back at Froggy. “He’s in it up to his eye balls.” “Then that’s when we make our move. You did nothing illegal. That can’t be good because Willie hates owing anyone anything. and he knows that.” “Sure he’ll be careful.” “And he’ll remember that. “We just can’t roll over and look the other way. “We have him right where we want him.” I smiled.” “He’ll climb back on top.” “I’m telling you Pete.” “I don’t think it’s going to help. I shook his cage. “The city wins. “Deal with it.” he added.
www. The man will not stop until he gets what’s his. “He owes me money.” O’Brien nodded as the waiter brought over our food and drinks.
“You said it before Nick. “Eat.” I said.” “More like Frog eats dog. the sandwich it’s good.
.” I lost my appetite. it’s a dog eats dog world.
” “I’m going to punch you in the face in a few minutes if I don’t see you writing a check. He knew I knew it too. but I wanted to make sure I put a crimp in it..” he said without looking at me. Barnum?” “You can pay me the money you owe me. “You know the guys running the dog fights confessed. “Nick Barnum. “It wasn’t your wife.” “Hey! You can’t say that!” shouted one of the suits.” I said. I don’t care if you put a foot in my ass. “My wife is in hot water.com
. I nodded.” I added. “It’s okay.” I said. “What brings you into an expensive place like this?” he asked again without looking at me. “I figure in public you wouldn’t sick your dogs after me. Do I make myself clear?” “Hey. All I want is what you owe me.” I smiled.” “You don’t get it.” I replied.” “A threat?” he looked annoyed.” “Even the people that owe you?” “No. how are you going to pay me?” “With my foot in your ass if you don’t get out of here. “I’ll handle this one. “Shut up or I’ll kick the living shit out of you. “Yeah he does. Mr. A thousand reasons for him to get up and walk out raced across his mind. It was a great chance to collect what you owe me. He was having dinner with three suits. They were his salvation.” Froggy said. I walked by and saw you.bibliotastic.” I snorted back. “If I don’t get it. “What can I do for you. “Just wanted to see how the criminals live. “All debts are off.” He grimaced. “Who told you I was here?” he asked.” “Was it Stacey?” “Who?” “My damn wife!” he shouted. “No one else knew I was here. as long as you give me what you owe me. “At your service. “So.” he said with a smirk on his face.. “Something would marry you?” “You don’t have to take this.”
www. “I walked by and saw your pretty face from the window. “Just for the last fight.Case File: Dog Eats Dog
Froggy dreaded every step I took when I walked into the eatery.” he continued smiling.” “I want my money.” I replied.” I said.” said another suit.” he half mumbled. That’s what I do best. “I told you.” he said.
” said the third suit.” I said. you better know who I am!” “Two.” I said. If that’s okay with you.” he said. “Sit down or I’ll beat you silly. A low-life. “Four. “I’m going to get all my licks in. “Did you collect your winnings?” “Huh?” “Did they pay you?” He did not reply.” “I don’t see a check book. “Five. “You’re crazy!” “One.” I said as I kicked him in the face again. “No charge.” “Mr. Blood spat everywhere.” “In that case.” he said.” “Let me get rid of him.” I said.” “Those threats can land you in jail!” “But they will be carried out before I go to jail.” “Wait!” “Checkbook?” “I said I wasn’t going to pay anyone for that past fight. “I’m going to count to five.” One of the suits picked up his cell phone and dialed the police. I slowly walked over to Froggy and punched him in the face knocking him off his chair. Barnum. right?” He blinked. Barnum. or perhaps it was the urge to continue kicking the shit out of Froggy. The suits stood up but they all backed away.” “I’m serious!” “Three.” “You’re in deep shit. but I kicked him in the face.” “Someone stop this bully!” Froggy shouted.” “Mr. He touched his chin and growled. It was a cramp that shot through me. I flexed my arms. “The kick was extra. “Then I’ll drive to your house and kill your family. “You’re just a thug.
.” Froggy started.” “I’ll sue!” “And I’ll shoot you dead. “And you won’t!” “You don’t think I’ll punch you in the face.Frank Atanacio
“How dare you?” “I’m serious. and fought to relax them. Froggy tried to stand.” I said.” “I called the police.
“Oh. His eyes were red with anger as he waited for another kick. I didn’t let him down as I kicked him again. for my money. I smiled.” said a waiter as he stood next to the suits.” I said as the police hauled me away. you’re going to kill him.” Froggy whispered. He wanted to bark out the orders. “Leave him alone. Nick. “You’ll get your money. “He wasn’t remotely afraid.
www. speaking slowly. The Fairfield Police quickly tackled me to the ground and handcuffed me. Froggy nodded.” Always careful of what he says in front of other people. Froggy just stared at me as he resisted the temptation to berate me for my actions. Now all he had to do was wait for me to try and get revenge. He was particularly concerned that he had nothing to do with my capture. “Please. away from the waiters and waitresses as they tried to gear in closer for a look at me. He wanted to be in control.” said another suit as he helped Froggy to a seat. “What an animal. This part was over. it kinda was.” He grimaced as the Fairfield police rushed into the restaurant.Case File: Dog Eats Dog
Froggy looked up at me. He was feeling the pain. “Bastard is going to pay for this.” she begged. “They got to be put out of their misery. “Kicking my face wasn’t necessary. Froggy stood up and tried not to be so tall. “I’ll see you later.” “Maybe the cops will do that.bibliotastic. Froggy watched me as the police did their job. please.” Froggy said quietly.com
. “I’m sure they have.” Froggy said. “Those type of guys don’t pay. I didn’t put up a fight. “That one!” shouted one of the suits.” a waitress said softly. The police were headed for the main cruiser parked right outside the door.” “Yeah. cramped rows of dining tables of the very upscale eatery. He was banking on it. “My money!” I shouted back.” he sighed. It would have been unproductive because the suits would have definitely saw right through him.” he began. “Please.” I looked at her and winked. It was suppose to be his way or the highway. “These guys can be tough.” I’ll give you your damn money!” “You see how simple that was?” Froggy’s head dropped into one hand. Froggy took a breath. The suits sighed.” “I don’t think they have dealt with people like Nick before. The Fairfield police led me through the narrow. because they were just simply doing their job.” said the waiter.
“I hope you put him in his cage. This gave O’Brien the urge to just fall to sleep. This time.” she said. “The last thing I wanted to do was come here to pick up Nick Barnum. “I’m bringing the animal to you.” we must watch out for our own people. I just had a long night. “It will be. stroking his brown thin chin beard. It was their way of sharing things with sister towns. He did it because he knew there would be no serious social repercussions O’Brien smiled as he cursed under his breath. The captain turned to O’Brien.” “I hear your captain is tough. “What a sight for sore eyes!” “Your friend too?” said the captain as he removed the handcuffs. He knew that the captain was speaking to him like an undisciplined child. In fact. “Come. “Hey Pete. when the captain had his back toward him. he’s an animal.” said the captain. but managed to snap himself out of it when a question was shot his way.” I said. O’Brien?” “Yes sir. In his uniform days.” An embarrassed silence descended over O’Brien’s face.” O’Brien replied as he leaned back in his chair. and I was a Bridgeport citizen causing havoc in their town. he’d nearly dozed off on two separate occasions. and I will make sure Captain Frank Roque takes care of him.” O’Brien sighed. “Am I correct in my assumption?” He asked. “In many ways. and my actions at the restaurant.” said the Fairfield police captain. He also remained alert enough to follow the conversation. right?” The captain made no effort to match O’Brien’s soft.” O’Brien replied as he stood up. “Captain.Frank Atanacio
This was just the sort of meeting that usually put Detective Peter O’Brien to sleep.” O’Brien nodded. O’Brien snored silently. I think he’s good friends with this Nick character. I’m also sure you wouldn’t want your men to question your friends or what you do. They will handle the obvious and overlook the unobvious. “My men will never be put in the position you’re in. and he knew he poked fun at the Bridgeport Police Department. Mr. “He is an animal.
. “No wait. but he didn’t have to like him. “With respect to your captain. he had watched captains come and captains go.” O’Brien added. Will that be to your satisfaction. and help you watch out for yours.” O’Brien hadn’t been particularly fond of the captain. stroking his beard again. “He does what he does and I don’t ask questions. It was something they wanted no part of.” The captain cleared his throat in satisfaction. “I don’t get into my captain’s business.” he said.” O’Brien replied with a hint of sarcasm. A thin female police officer knocked at the door. “Do you want him in cuffs or not?” “I’ll take the obvious. “What?” The captain silently groaned.” O’Brien nodded. but he had always hid his dislike for them. The captain shrugged. he was obvious. but I heard many good things about this Nick PT Barnum.” he replied. You’re right. They wanted to explain all of this to O’Brien. polite tone. I will release this animal to you without handcuffs. “Something I said?” asked the captain. O’Brien sat at the head of the table as the captain was pacing in a command sort of way. He just respected the position. He knew he played O’Brien.” the captain barked. They wanted to talk to him about my release. “I have the prisoner. not bothering to hide it. “Well.
” “You have clean holding cells. “Let’s get out of here. “Just get him out of here.” said O’Brien.bibliotastic. “Come on Nick. The captain grimaced.com
.” I nodded.
www.” I said.Case File: Dog Eats Dog
O’Brien felt a chill.
” he paused.” I said as I took a small bite of my club. “What?” “He called the captain and asked the captain to put a leash on you. and the men he sold down the river is doing time for everything that has happened. “Coming into Fairfield to bail your stank ass out of jail because you couldn’t leave Froggy alone!” “I shook him good.” I laughed. The waiter stopped in front of us with our meals. “What?” “Do you have to keep tapping the freaking counter?” “Are you angry?” “Damn straight. Willie the Greek produced some Patsies. what can I do about it. I guess I made him nervous. “That Frog managed to produce Patsies!” I half shouted. “Leave it alone. “It can’t just end here. It was okay with you then. and the cruelty to those animals. I can feel it.Frank Atanacio
O’Brien was hungry so we stopped off at The Flyer Diner on State Street next to the truck stop area and McDonalds. “I just don’t like the way this played out. there is no exceptions!” “One.” I said. Not like this. That has to be good enough. “Even if I do.” O’Brien replied. I know he’s getting away with too much.” “I’m the one who should be angry. “As you may recall from past incidences. I know deep down inside you agree with me.” said O’Brien.” I shouted almost abstractedly. he killed Carolyn. Besides.” said O’Brien.” O’Brien smiled. The deacon is back home. We hurried in and ordered a turkey club and two diet colas. Including murder!” “He’ll pack up in leave. everything the court needs to make the charges stick. and he simply lost his train of thought. “It has to be enough. But not this time. “Besides. It’s all right there with no exceptions. We have written statements.” “Pete. “The captain told him if he had to put a leash on you he’d tie you up at his office.” I laughed again. “He got the deacon tied up in knots. but he didn’t place them down.” “It’s still not him.” O’Brien said.” said O’Brien. So again. O’Brien looked straight into my eyes and said to me. I’m not even including the dogs he killed. “Froggy called the captain a pig. “But I think you should just let things be for now.” “Even if I do. nine times out of ten I’d agree with you. Why is this so different?”
.” he said as he finished off his soda and ordered another one without speaking. we have confessions to everything. O’Brien began tapping the counter with his fingers and he realized that I was annoyed.” I said. “No exceptions. confessions. and he almost killed Janet.” “We got our man. “Yeah you did rattle his cage.” I continued. The men will serve a great deal of time. “It’s okay. “How can you say that?” I said as I sipped on my soda. “It shouldn’t end this way. “His bark is worse than his bite.” he growled.” The waiter smiled and continued doing his job.” Damn.” O’Brien continued. That man is getting away with everything.” he huffed. “And the captain called him a fly eater.
Let’s just change the subject. A spectator in life.” I said.” he spoke.” I interrupted.” said O’Brien. his eyes hard with restrained emotion. I knew where he was coming from.com
. “You win.” O’Brien continued. “I’m just telling you that there is nothing we can do about this situation. He knew I was right. “I can’t do anything about it. and as cruel as my intentions were. You’re not making any kind of sense. “Innocent people die because of it!” “And because we’re turning a blind eye on Froggy. it just had to be done. “Nick. “Two wrongs..” “Dog eats dog world.” I grimaced. I realized we were just arguing in circles. “Yep.bibliotastic. “I don’t win!” he shouted.” I whispered. so I spoke slowly and calmly and hoped the effort did not offend O’Brien. O’Brien smiled. for doing what you think is right. listen to what you’re saying. more innocent people are going to die. but I also knew he didn’t really share in that belief.” “Don’t even say it.” “Now you’re talking murder. Froggy had to die.. I’m just like you. “We have the chance to stop him.” “How?” “Kill him.” I fought the urge to raise my voice. Froggy wins!” “But he doesn’t have to win!” “Don’t go there Nick.” His face was tight.” I said softly.Case File: Dog Eats Dog
“He’s a killer!” “Willie killed people too!” “Drug dealers! And other gang members!” “It’s all the same!” O’Brien shouted.” I said. “You’re talking murder and I want no part of it.” “What?” “You heard me Pete. but I just had to say my say. “You can do some serious jail time Nicky boy.
www. “We need to kill him. and nothing was being accomplished.” “You know I’m right.” I sighed. I took a deep breath and let it out slowly. “Regardless of what you believe my intentions are.
It was newly built with the permanent paint siding. “I’m coming down now.” Nicky. “Stacey?” Nick. Froggy’s office was not one of them. but really didn’t care.” I said. Be careful. I wasn’t ready to enter. Thank goodness for that. she genuinely needed my help. Or did. “Damn Stacey. I can’t make him out. I didn’t really have the time to think it over. However. I think Froggy is going to hurt me. it’s me. I couldn’t believe my luck. He’s on his way to the office and he told me not to leave. and I wanted to avoid The entrance side to Beardsley Park. Out of a window in front of the office I could see silhouettes pacing. In order to take down the beast. The man is not thinking like he use to. Fate was stepping in. I still had all my wits. He had to be stopped. A woman was dead. I took out my cell phone and called O’Brien. I wanted to make sure I didn’t get caught on the ever lasting construction on Boston Avenue. the only exit I wanted was exit 7. It was Exit 7 that I wanted. “You be careful. “Please don’t be Stacey. I wanted someone to peek out the window. O’Brien. It wasn’t my normal way of thinking. I thought about it as I turned onto Route eight and was heading for the Trumbull Mall. It was something I couldn’t do. “Didn’t he already hurt you?” This time he sounds crazy. I didn’t have my head piece on so I picked up the phone and place it to my ear. “Pete. and I didn’t even care if I was being baited. I was trying to find out what was going on in the office. but I had no choice. it’s me. I wanted to avoid the build-up on East Main Street. I wasn’t going to give it too much consideration because I knew O’Brien would just talk me out of it.” I said as I knelt down before her and removed the choker from her lifeless body. I slowly walked into the office and was shocked to see a woman’s body on the floor next to the security guard’s desk. but I didn’t forget to bring it with me. She was strangled to death with that choker. I was going to see Stacey. It gave the new building character. Maybe I’m dead this time. I just wanted to make sure she wasn’t setting me up. He would have urged me to mind my own business.” I said under my breath. To my surprise. However. It was built on the spot were an old building once stood.Frank Atanacio
I stopped for a light on Boston Avenue and East Main Street when my cell phone buzzed. In a flash I had realized that I had just stumbled upon my first substantial opportunity to get at Froggy. it connected to Fairfield Avenue which became the Old Post Road. Although North Main Street has many buildings dating back over a hundred years. It connected to I95 North and South. “Nick here. I had to let him know what was going on. and I had my chance to put an end to Froggy. and he even smelled like one. and Froggy struck again. It was either going to be him or me.” Don’t tell me you’re locked up again?
. and it was what I took. I touched my back pocket to see if I had my cell phone with me. sacrifices had to be made. the door was unlocked. which broke into several different avenues. but then I remembered that Stacey was expecting me. It was one of the old fashioned gold knobs. I knew I had tossed it on the passenger side of my truck.” I said as I slapped the cell phone shut and tossed it into the passenger’s side. but that didn’t happen. Route Eight consisted of a catalogue of highways. I walked to the front of the office and slowly turned the door knob. Froggy was a maggot in my book. I knew that Stacey would have been relieved if she knew I was outside. I thought about Stacey for a moment. I couldn’t let Froggy move on. It wasn’t a step up. I walked over to the body and noticed a choker collar around her neck. “Should I call Pete?” I whispered. Age hasn’t caught up to me yet. and it connected to Route 25 and the Merritt Parkway. Shadows that didn’t expect me. I think he’s gone off the edge.
“Well?” “You’re something. We wanted each other dead. Barnum. “An accomplice. There was no mistake about it. I tried to gingerly remove myself off of Stacey.” he paused briefly. “And then paid for it. and I hated him. “Punk!” he growled. But he didn’t. “What.” He grimaced. There he stood with a chrome 38 special beaming down on me. His fingers were twitching. “You would have made it a fine home.” “You’re sick. or a fall guy?” I asked. the kick to the stomach?” “Making love to my wife.” Stay put. Stacey had a condo at the old Warner Cost Factory off of Myrtle Avenue and close to Seaside Park. he lifted the gun up over his head and brought it down with such a thrust he knocked me over onto the body of his dead wife. Why don’t you head down to Froggy’s office.” “How did it feel?” he asked. Mr.” “Enjoy it?” “She showed me up.” came a voice from behind me.” Froggy paused and stared at his office for a moment. She was proud of that purchase. “Now shut the fuck up before I plant you next to my whore of a wife.” I whispered in her ear as I kissed her cheek.” he said. “Sure thing. I’m sorry I didn’t get to see your new condo. “She was choked to death with a choke collar.” I said. “I enjoy it. because it was the first step she made toward leaving her twisted husband. “Is this your handy work?” He smiled as I turned and looked up to face him.” he said. “Damn that hurt. He stood closer and then just smiled at me. thanks to you. and a big living room with a fireplace and a picture window that looked out to the Long Island Sound.com
. “You ass.” I smiled. and I knew he wanted to pull the trigger.” “What are you talking about?”
www. but was brutally helped by Froggy as he kicked me in the stomach.” “Touching. Then he looked for a moment as if he were going to pat my shoulder. and she was proud that it went unnoticed.” he growled. “Why did you kill your own wife?” I asked. Newsom?” “Of course.bibliotastic. I may need your help. “She’s already dead!” “Yeah. She wanted me to see it.Case File: Dog Eats Dog
“Stacey’s dead. “Stacey. but I was the one in pain.” I started. I’m coming down!” O’Brien hung up the phone. He hated me.” I said loudly. “Stay on your knees. She told me it had a modern captain’s galley kitchen. you’re not going to hurt her.” Froggy replied. Instead. “Mr. “Anything for a murderer.
. “Only I can judge my wife.” “You’re all heart. “There were many.” I nodded. “Do as I say. a security guard poked his head out. “Bring him in boss. “And the only way to do that was to sleep with other guys!” Froggy kicked me in the face turning me completely over onto my back.” “Get up!” Froggy demanded.” “Punk.” “And murder her?” “Damn you!” From the office.” he said. “Some she didn’t even know about.Frank Atanacio
“I have cameras everywhere. and just maybe I’ll kill you without making you suffer. “You’re not the only one. Nick.” he replied. “You don’t get to say that!” he shouted. you keep calling me that and I’m going to show you my punk.” he said as he pushed me toward the office.” Froggy wasn’t impressed as he pushed me forward. She was a whore and she got what she deserved. I did as I winced with pain.” “She was trying to keep your stench off her body!” I shouted.
He stuck the gun in my face giving me the chance to knock it away. and all the draws to the file cabinets were tossed onto the floor as if someone was looking for something. let me at him!” “In time.” said the guard as he took his gun out of his holster. I know you’re angry and worried about this whole thing.” “He’s getting on my nerves!” “Arnold. “Okay. sure. “You will get your reward. I can’t have anything go wrong. “In time.” “I’m so glad. but was he going to leave me dead or alive? The office was made up to look like a robbery. He had left it on the desk when he was filling the duffel bag with money. “Boss. Froggy was taking money out of his safe and stuffing it in a duffel bag. “Don’t smile. “He catches you with this bag of money and he shoots you dead. I was also assuming that Stacey was caught in the cross-fire. She was killed because she walked in on me robbing the place. I shook my head slightly from side to side. “How do I get shot?” “The guard walks in on you after he discovers the body of my dear wife.” he said sarcastically.” “I can kick your ass any day of the week. You’ll also get to shoot Nick PT Barnum. Everything was turned over.” Froggy said.” The guard nodded. “You’re going to shoot me. “Stay put! Don’t give me a reason to knife you. just a few more minutes.Case File: Dog Eats Dog
The security guard grabbed me and pushed me face first into the wall. “Let me shoot this idiot.” “Oh yeah.” Froggy instructed.” “I won’t.
www.” I said. “It was very nice knowing you. I grabbed his neck and forced him up against the wall. “Boss?” “Wait.” I said. I noticed that the office was completely a mess.” The guard smiled. “Arnold!” he screamed.” He smiled even harder.” I replied. and blame this all on me?” He smiled.” said Froggy. It crossed my mind that he was planning on setting me up. It happened too fast as I snapped his neck and threw him toward One Eyed Froggy. “It’s not a good thing to do when you’re going to die.” Froggy continued.bibliotastic. do it.” Froggy smiled. Froggy didn’t know what was happening as he scurried toward his gun.” I threatened. “I didn’t like him when he first came in to speak to you. The guard walked over toward me and made one mistake. One big mistake.” Froggy started explaining. but trust me. “Nick. “I need to make sure this all goes as planned. Carefully.” “This guard?” “Yes!” “I’m going to snap his neck before all of this is over.com
. He thinks he’s mister tough guy.
“Oh. He didn’t know me. but he knew I was a man of my word. “See how nice this all played out for you. He had no strength. or Carolyn back?” He bowed his head. trust me. “Do you want a blind fold instead?” “Fuck you!” I smiled. The only sad thing is you killing your wife. He steadied himself. “She was your wife.” “That’s not nice.” “I know. but she got the raw end of that deal. That’s murder. but he had to follow the rules. It was an easy win for me because Froggy was a weak man.
.” I said smiling.” I said.” I smiled. He was simply a weakling with money. Carolyn. She didn’t have to die like that.” “I have money. “Pete?” “Drop it Nick. “Do it then!” He demanded. I will. “His neck is broken. lots of it!” I smiled. I don’t know why she married you. He was trying to see if I was the type to kill a man in cold blood.” Froggy gazed into my eyes. I always tried to carry out my threats. “Freeze!” Shouted Detective Peter O’Brien as he stormed into the office with his aimed directly at me.” “But Stacey. He felt like his knees were going to collapse. Nick. “I didn’t think so. “Get out of here.” I did and Froggy smiled. He knew what he was doing had no meaning. and I’ll even pay off your winnings!” “Can you bring Stacey. That’s just the way I roll.” “Let me do this.” I said. lots more.” “You wouldn’t.Frank Atanacio
“He can’t hear you.” We scuffled for the gun as I pushed him to the floor.” “She wasn’t all upstairs!” he shouted as he pushed his index finger against his temple. “Damn you Nick!” He shouted as he crawled to his feet. “Can’t let you kill a man. “Now I have the drop on you. now. “Drop it or I’ll have to drop you.” he said.” “Pete?” “Drop the gun. take it!” “I can kill you and take the money. “In that duffel bag.” He nodded slowly. O’Brien approached me and kicked the gun away. “She was a retarded whore. “There’s more. and he grabbed my arm.” I said as I aimed the gun at him.” He closed his eyes.
” “Froggy?” “That’s my story!” O’Brien shouted. “Nick. a shot.” O’Brien just looked at Froggy. “He came at you?” “He came at me and I shot him once. I stopped.” O’Brien said as he finally holstered the weapon. I couldn’t believe he didn’t let me put that Frog out of his misery. “He came at me with a knife. I should have done it quickly.” he said. “Back up is on their way. She lost her life.” Froggy started. “Tell me the whole story from the beginning.
www.” “Hey. but I did not turn to face him. “Pete!” I ran back into the office and I saw Froggy on the floor with two bullet holes in his chest. Followed by another. can I take Deacon Mike Brandon’s duffel bag?” “He had Mike’s bag?” I nodded. He killed them both. He won a great deal of money from me and I wasn’t going to pay.” I couldn’t believe O’Brien was going to listen to that crazed killer.” he said. I left. “That man was caught in here by my wife and my guard. go ahead. “Yeah.Case File: Dog Eats Dog
“Listen.” he called. and get out of here.” O’Brien explained. detective.” O’Brien nodded. “See if you can cover up Stacey’s body or something. He just snapped their necks and then he came after me looking for his winnings. “Just calm down. right?” “My word. “I can produce many witnesses. “That is Mike’s bag. and people will testify that he threatened my life. “You better go.” O’Brien said.bibliotastic. “This will stick.com
. “Cuff him!” “Nick. “Don’t let him get away!” Froggy shouted. “That didn’t stop him so I had to shoot him again. There was nothing. Suddenly. and the man who took it is getting away with it.” he said. O’Brien still had the smoking gun pointed upward. just wait for me in the other room.” I grabbed the duffel bag and walked quickly toward the door.” O’Brien smiled.” I nodded and walked out of the office. I blamed myself. Stacey’s body was on the floor and I looked around the office to find something to cover her. I looked to the floor and I saw a knife just two feet away from the body. I nodded.