A Good Samaritan by Jesse Jacobson

Author:Jesse Jacobson [Jacobson, Jesse]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Publisher: Twisted Page Press LLC
Published: 2019-06-10T16:00:00+00:00

Chapter 16

Chapa Tokoda pushed her grocery cart to the rear of the fifteen-year-old Jeep Cherokee. She opened the rear tail gate and unloaded her groceries from the cart to the SUV. She slammed the SUV door closed and dutifully rolled the cart to the cage in the parking lot.

She fished her keys out of her purse and opened the driver’s side door and slipped inside. She slid the keys into the ignition and started the vehicle. The Jeep rumbled to life momentarily and stalled.

“Dammit!” she exclaimed to herself.

“You need to press down on the accelerator and give it more gas when you start it,” came a deep voice from behind her.

“Shit!” Chapa screamed and jerked, instinctively looking into the rear-view mirror. “What the hell?”

A large figure, who’d been hiding in the back seat, sat up.

“Oh . . . my . . . god!” she exclaimed.

“I see you remember me?” the large man said, reaching behind her and locking the driver’s side door.

“Rainhorse,” she gasped. “You’re Rainhorse.”

“I’m glad I left an impression,” he said. “Hand me your keys, please.”

“They told me you were dead,” Chapa rasped, breathing heavily from being startled. She handed Rainhorse the car keys.

“Who are ‘they?’” Rainhorse asked.

“Uh . . . uh . . . nobody,” she insisted. “I mean . . . I heard . . . you know.”

“Relax, Chapa, breathe,” Rainhorse encouraged. “I’m not here to hurt you.”

“Really?” Chapa wheezed, tears now rolling down her cheeks.

“Yes, really. I just need a little of your time. I need to know where Hank and Rose Rattling Thunder are.”

During the time Rainhorse was breaking up the drug, sex trade and gambling organization of Hank Rattling Thunder and Tony Apollo, HRT had a sidekick named Joey Takoda, Chapa’s father. Chapa and her twin sister, Chumani, were only sixteen at the time.

Joey Takoda, currently five years into a twenty-year sentence in prison, hosted a high-stakes poker game for the high rollers at his ranch on the res. While Joey provided the venue, it was Rose Rattling Thunder who ran the game, and she was quite fond of Chapa and Chumani, who both called her Auntie Rose. During the mid-evening poker breaks, Rose used to hang out with the twin girls in the barn, play R&B on the radio, smoke cigarettes and have some girl talk.

Rainhorse believed once Rose was released from prison, she’d be in contact with her two adopted nieces. When Chapa slipped and said, “They told me you were dead,” Rainhorse knew he was right. Chapa had been speaking to Rose.

“I don’t know where they are,” Chapa proclaimed.

“Wrong answer,” Rainhorse said.

“It’s true.”

“How is your sister, Chumani?” Rainhorse asked.

“My sister? Leave her out of this,” Chapa demanded.

“She married a big shot from the casino and has two kids, right? Lives in a big house in Nashua, I hear,” Rainhorse continued. “It would be a shame for me to have to pay them a visit. If I found out what I needed to know right here, right now, I’d never have to bother them.

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