Blackbird: A Zeke Blackbird Legal Thriller (Book 1) by A.J. Gentile

Author:A.J. Gentile [Gentile, A.J.]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Published: 2019-03-31T16:00:00+00:00

February 26, 3:00pm

"You look like shit," Zeke said.

"I know. But I feel great," Alex said from behind a plexiglass window. "Mind over matter, you know. That's what it takes in here."

"Right—"

"I didn't think I was going to make it. The last time I saw you, I mean. I thought I was going to die in here."

"You certainly seem to have gotten used to the place."

"I'm a trustee now. I've got the lay of the land."

"Trustee?"

"I do chores around the jail. Mopping, mostly. I get access to the unrestricted areas. Apparently, they might take time off my sentence for good behavior."

"Good, good. That's great to hear. But where are your bruises coming from?"

"They're good bruises. I'm not getting beat up anymore. I've got a guy teaching me how to fight."

"Why do need to know how to fight?"

"Are you kidding me, Zeke?" Alex asked. "Fighting is all we do in here, you can't get away from it. Inmates are constantly kicking the crap out of each other, if not for cigarettes or drugs, then just out of pure boredom. The guys that are too old to fight are competing at chess, checkers, backgammon, and dominoes. And we're all fighting against the District Attorney to get the hell out of here. If you don't know how to fight in here, then you've got nothing."

Zeke was looking into his eyes and could tell he was completely serious. When they had first met, Alex looked young. He was skinny and his muscles were soft. Now, though, he looked like a mangy dog. His arms and hands were lined with fresh bruises and scabs. His face was gaunt, like someone that hadn't slept in a week. But his attitude had completely changed. Alex had cried during Zeke's last visit. But looking at him now, Zeke couldn't imagine this man ever crying. He was tougher and more confident. It was as if Alex was staring straight through Zeke, through the wall behind him, and outside into Downtown. His eyes focused on getting out of jail.

"Well I'm glad you're feeling better. Not sure how that'll play to a jury, though."

"Doesn't matter. I'm doing what I have to do."

"Got it," Zeke moved on. "Listen, Matty and I have been following some leads. We've talked to a couple folks that work for VMK Productions, they can testify that Cahill was acting strange in the weeks before her death. She, or possibly Mikulski, even hired security guards to monitor her 24/7. Another person told us Mikulski has a reputation for being a slimeball around women. He was trying to start something with Cahill before she was murdered, apparently."

"So you think it was Mikulski?"

"Yeah. At least, that's what it's looking like right now."

"What the hell happened with that Martinez guy?" Alex asked.

"Ah, yeah. I—"

Zeke paused. He remembered that the guards could be recording their conversation. "I don't think it was him, you know, given all of the evidence against Mikulski."

"So how do you figure the knife got into my motorcycle?"

"Well, Mikulski threw the party and hired your catering company.

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