If I Did It: Confessions of the Killer by Dominick Dunne & Pablo F. Fenjves

Author:Dominick Dunne & Pablo F. Fenjves [Dunne, Dominick & Fenjves, Pablo F.]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Tags: Non-Fiction, History, Sociology, Biography, Science
ISBN: 9780825305931
Google: Uq46OAAACAAJ
Goodreads: 3764152
Publisher: Beaufort Books
Published: 2007-09-01T00:00:00+00:00

If I Did It

friends, and I'd seen him again a few weeks earlier, when we'd gone clubbing with the same friends. I liked Charlie—he was one of those guys who is always in a good mood, always laughing—and I told him what I tell a lot of people: Stop by when you're in the neigh- borhood. I guess he took it literally. Now picture this—and keep in mind, this is hypothetical: Charlie reached the gate, and the first thing I noticed is that he wasn't smiling. “O.J., my man—what's up?” he said. It sounded kind of forced. “What's up with you?” I said. I went over and opened the gate and he stepped through and we shook hands. “What brings you to these parts?” “Not much. I was out to dinner with some guys, down in Santa Monica. Thought I'd stop by to say hello.” “You've got a strange look on your face, Charlie,” I said. “Something bothering you?” Charlie looked away, avoiding my eyes. “It's nothing, man,” he said. “Come on,” I said. “You can tell me.” He looked back at me, struggling with his thoughts. “You're not going to like it,” he said finally. My stomach lurched again and right away I knew. “This is about Nicole, isn't it?” Charlie nodded. “What about her?” “You're not going to like it,” he repeated. “Just tell me,” I said, already riled. “Before I get pissed off.” Charlie took a step back, like he thought I might hit him or something. “A couple of these guys at dinner tonight, I guess they didn't know that you and I were friends,” he began, tripping over the words. “They started talking about this little trip they took to Cabo a few months back, in March I think it was, and about these girls they partied with.” “Yeah?” Charlie took a moment. “It was Nicole and her friend Faye,” he said. “I'm listening,” I said. I tried to stay calm, but I was fit to explode. “There was a lot of drugs and a lot of drinking, and apparently things got pretty kinky.” “Why are you fucking telling me this, man?!” I hollered. I turned and had to fight the urge to put my fist through the Bentley's window. “I'm sorry, man. I thought you'd want to know.” “Well I don't fucking want to know! I'm sick of hearing this shit!” “I'm sorry—” “That is the mother of my children!” “I know, man. I'm sorry. That's why I told you. I know you two have been through a lot of shit, and I know it can't be easy, and I thought maybe if you talked to her—”

“Talked to her?! What the fuck is wrong with you? I've been trying to talk to her for years. She won't listen to me. She won't lis- ten to her family. She won't listen to her friends!” “O.J., man—I'm not the enemy here.” I turned around, fuming, and tried to count to ten. I didn't make it. By the time I got to three I realized that Charlie was right.

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