Bluff City Brawler (Fight Card) by Jack Tunney

Author:Jack Tunney [Tunney, Jack]
Language: eng
Format: azw3
Tags: Mystery, Action & Adventure, Thrillers & Suspense, Crime, Crime Fiction, Thriller & Suspense, Thriller, Literature & Fiction, Mystery; Thriller & Suspense
Amazon: B00950GB9U
Publisher: Fight Card Productions
Published: 2012-09-01T12:00:00+00:00

ROUND 12

They shoved me in the back seat of the Plymouth and Al slid in next to me, careful to keep his gun pointed at me. Titus got behind the wheel and squealed rubber away from the curb.

I glanced back, caught a glimpse of Clarence coming out of the gym at a fast clip. He watched as we drove away.

Al said, “Eyes forward, Riley. Nothing to see back there. That part of your life is over.”

I did what he said and settled into the seat.

Titus rocketed up Marshall, took a hard turn onto Union and sped east, away from the river. No one spoke. My breath was coming easier now, but the pain in my ribs was still pretty intense. I felt pretty sure Titus had managed to bruise them. The worst of the pain had passed, though, and now I had time to think. Time to think about how out of luck I was.

Would they take me back to Detroit? Or would they just drive me to some remote spot outside of town and put a bullet in my head? Driving me all the way back to Michigan would take days, and would be a dangerous thing to do. They’d have to kill me. It was the only way.

I licked my dry lips and said, “So… How did you find me, anyway?”

“Shut up,” Al said, and poked me in my sore ribs with the gun.

I winced and sucked in breath. Titus glanced at me over his shoulder and laughed. “You really wanna know, don’t you? Okay.”

Al said, “It doesn’t matter. Just drive, will you, Titus?”

“No, I think he should know, brother. I want to tell him. See, Riley, it’s like this. Mr. Kardinsky has had men snooping around in just about every major city you can think of. Has been for well over a year now. But there was no trace of you anywhere, not for a long time.”

We got stopped at a traffic light, and Titus took the opportunity to turn around and look at me. “Until about a month ago, see? Just a lucky break. One of the boys was driving from Nashville to Little Rock when he stopped at this little podunk town just in the next county. And because all of Mr. K’s boys are under orders to always be thinking of your ugly mug, he started asking around. Just casual-like, right? He talks to this copper in a little hole-in-the-wall diner, tells the copper he’s a private dick looking for a lowlife con artist wanted for bouncing checks. He just made up the story, on the spot.”

A car horn honked behind us, and Al said, “Light’s green.”

Titus turned around and started driving again. Glancing at me in the rearview mirror, he said, “So anyway, this copper? He gets all wide-eyed and tells our man all about this seedy drifter he and a couple of his fellow officers rousted about a year back. A drifter who fits your description perfectly. He tells our man about

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