5 Tales by JB Vincent

Author:JB Vincent
Language: eng
Format: epub
Publisher: BookBaby
Published: 2013-04-19T00:00:00+00:00

STATION VERMONT

“Jesus-fucking-Christ, what the hell did you do to this one?”

“Tragic farm accident.”

That’s my best friend Marv asking the question, my only real friend for the past thirty-five years. We came into the agency together and vowed to always have each other’s backs no matter what. Having friends like Marv in those days, the late sixties, was an absolute must, or you risked getting royally screwed because the kind of psychos the CIA recruited in that era would just as soon kill each other as they would the enemy.

I don’t know anything about Marv’s life before we met—well, I do, but I assume it’s all fiction, just like what I told him about my past life. That was also old school CIA standard operating procedure; once you were considered a sick and twisted enough individual to function as a covert assassin, you were forced to leave the life you knew behind. There were no cover stories for the family, like you joined a nudist encampment somewhere in the Northwest or became a Peace Corps volunteer working with lepers in some godforsaken third world country. No way, Pal. Say goodbye to Mom ‘cause you ain’t ever going to see her again. What happened was you disappeared, plain and simple, never to be heard from again. Cover stories were for everyone else—informants, targets, and the people you worked with.

“Christ, what did he do to you?”

“The bastard wouldn’t lower his high beams when he was coming at me last night on Route 12. Pissed me off. I don’t see as well at night anymore and I could’ve run off into the fucking drink, Marv. Guys like that are fucking nuisances, I did the town a favor. Besides, I like his stool at the diner in the mornings. A good spot at the diner is gold around here, Marv, major social capital.”

“You have to stop this shit, Charlie.”

“Why?”

“For one reason, I can’t keep trekking across the country every time you need to cover up another senseless murder.”

“Marv, please, murder is such a dirty word and I don’t care for senseless as an adjective either. Plus, you’re beholden to me; the Tolson to my J. Edgar.”

“It’s out of control Charlie. You killed a guy because he wouldn’t lower his high beams, not exactly a killing offense in polite society. I won’t even dignify the diner comment. And yes, senseless seems appropriate. I’m glad you’re J. Edgar in this equation, by the way.”

“I was just trying to humor you. You would look better in Capris than I do. Proud history the FBI has.”

“I’m serious. You can’t keep this up. The Company is already pretty well onto you. It’s only a matter of time…”

“What? Until they pop me? Come on.”

“Yeah, I know. Not with this pussy President anyway.”

“Not with anyone since that goofball Southerner lopped off the nuts of the whole damn operation back in ’93. No more State sanctioned killings, fucked up the whole works. I’m not too worried, Marv. What are they going to do,

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