ClownFellas by Carlton Mellick III

Author:Carlton Mellick, III
Language: eng
Format: epub
Publisher: Random House Publishing Group
Published: 2015-07-13T16:00:00+00:00

Chapter 76

“Come on, Pink,” Nick said as Pinky staggered toward him. “What do you think you’re going to do in that condition? You can hardly walk.”

Pinky pointed his revolver at him and staggered closer. In the background, Hats tried to swat at Pogo like a fly with his fist-bazooka. He wasn’t able to hit him, but the hit man wasn’t able to get past him, either.

“You never told me,” Pinky said. “Why’d you flip?”

Nicky ducked behind cover, hiding behind a carousel elephant.

“Because I wasn’t going to rot in jail for no one,” Nick said.

Nick fired a bullet in Pinky’s direction but didn’t even come close.

“You couldn’t do a little time for the family?” Pinky asked. “What kind of clown are you?”

Pinky shot at him. A collection of poppies grew from the wooden elephant’s neck.

“The kind that never gets what’s owed to him,” Nicky said. “Do you know how many times I’ve been passed up for promotion? It’s been years. I’ve put in my time. I’ve given my life to the Bozos. And what do they give me? A big fat wad of nothing. I’m only repaying the favor.”

Pinky fired another round at Nick. Carnations sprouted from the wooden pony behind him.

“You’ve been passed by because you don’t do a good job,” Pinky said. “You’re lazy. You don’t try hard enough.”

“What do you know, kid? I’ve tried plenty. It’s all just a popularity contest. They promote blood relatives, in-laws, people they owe favors to. They don’t promote guys like me.”

As Nick spoke, Pinky reloaded his revolver, losing half his bullets in the process. The more he moved, the worse his wounds were getting. He felt like he was going to keel over at any minute.

Nick continued, “And yesterday when Spotty said that you were going get made before me? That was the final straw. The Bozo Family can go to Hell if they promote some half-clown son of a whore before me.”

Pinky raised his revolver, aimed it at a part of Nick’s lower spine that was exposed beneath the elephant’s ear. “It doesn’t matter whether you get promoted or not. If you rat out the family, you’ve got to die.”

The revolver fell to the ground. Pinky attempted to squeeze the trigger, but he no longer had the strength. He tried to pick it up but his legs gave out under him. He fell to his knees.

When Nick saw his state, he came out from behind cover and kicked Pinky’s revolver away. Then he chuckled as he pointed his gun at the half clown.

“You’re right,” Nick said. “But remember: You’re the rat here. Not me. At least that’s how the family sees it.”

Pinky looked up at him. He could barely speak anymore.

Nick continued, “So if you say that a rat has to die then a rat has to die. Preferably by suicide.”

Taffy screamed through her gag as the gunshot rang out. The depressor bullet hit Pinky in the gut and flooded his body with chemicals. He looked up at Taffy. Tears flowed down his cheeks.

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