Infernal Justice (Ethan Drake Series Book 1) by N. Martin

Author:N. Martin [Martin, N.]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Publisher: DARK WORLD PRESS
Published: 2019-07-31T22:00:00+00:00

I entered The Brokedown Palace via the side entrance, which not too many people knew about. Most often it was used by the bouncers to throw unruly customers out, or by Carlito to take some poor schmuck outside to have the shit beaten out of them after they’d crossed him in some way. Carlito even kept a bloodstained baseball bat behind the dumpster next to the door for just such occasions. One time he beat some guy so hard he killed him. He called me to help him get rid of the body, which I wasn’t happy about, but I owed him for putting me onto a murder suspect who I’d never have found without his help. I covered up one murder to solve another. That’s how things worked with Carlito, and with the city in general. Nothing was black and white, there was no good or bad, just shades of gray that I did my best to sort through.

Carlito was alone at the bar when I walked in, any customers long gone. Soft blues music played in the background as Carlito sat in a gray suit with no tie, nursing a drink and occasionally snorting, a side effect of all the coke he’d probably done that night. "Ethan," he said smiling, looking the worse for wear after a hard night’s partying. "Come join me, big guy." I sat next to him at the bar while he leaned over and grabbed an extra glass, filling it with whiskey from the half-empty bottle on the bar. "There you go, my friend. Drink up."

"Rough night?" I asked, sipping the whiskey, the Mud already having landed me in surreal country as a sense of unreality washed over me in the dimly lit club.

Carlito nodded slowly in that way drunk people do. "Oh yeah, but in a good way." He smiled. "You know what I mean?"

"Sure," I said as he slapped my leg and grinned like a naughty schoolboy, which is what Carlito reminded me of sometimes.

"When’s the last time you got laid? I got a busty blonde hooker in the back right now. You can have her if you want, on me. I’m telling you; she sucks cock like nobody’s business."

"I’m sure she does. I’m fine, though. Thanks anyway."

"You’ve never struck me as a man who enjoys himself very much. Why is that?"

I turned my head slowly to look at him. "It’s kinda hard to enjoy yourself when the two most precious people in the world to you get murdered."

"Oh, shit…I’m sorry. You know what I mean, though, right? Even when you were still married, you would come here and you would drink and cavort with other women, but you never seemed to enjoy it. You always looked like you were just…" He thought for a second and then threw his hands up. "Fuck, I don’t know. I’m too fucked up to think about it. Who am I to judge anyway? I mean all the shit I do; you think I’m happy?"

I shrugged as I took a drink.

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