Law of Attraction by Allison Leotta

Author:Allison Leotta [Leotta, Allison]
Language: eng
Format: epub, mobi
Tags: Mystery, Thriller, Suspense, Contemporary, Romance
ISBN: 9781439193846
Amazon: B004TE6R3W
Barnesnoble: B004TE6R3W
Goodreads: 8517939
Publisher: Touchstone
Published: 2010-01-01T05:00:00+00:00

21

D’marco walked past a group of prisoners standing in a clump, arguing about last Sunday’s Redskins game. It was a chilly gray November day, and the men huddled into their thin prison uniforms. They were all wearing the same orange jumpsuits and prison-issue denim jackets as D’marco. A few called hello to him, but D’marco just nodded and kept walking toward the basketball court.

An intense game of two-on-two was going on, and a crowd had gathered around the court to watch and bet. D’marco made his way to the back, so the crowd blocked him from the view of the guards.

D’marco was patient. He stood with his hand in his pocket, feeling the weight of the Glock 17 semiautomatic pistol hidden in there. Ray-Ray had picked a good gun. D’marco liked the fact that he was using the same firearm that the police did. He rested the grip in his palm and let his thumb play over the serrations on the rear strap. He didn’t worry about leaving fingerprints, knowing that, contrary to popular belief, the police were rarely able to lift usable prints from guns. His index finger rested lightly on the side of the trigger. The safeties were off. He was just waiting for the right moment now.

Finally it came: a big move on the basketball court. The guy with the ball charged past a defender, knocking him down, then flew up to the basket for a loud slam dunk. The crowd erupted, men shouting in appreciation or yelling foul, depending on which way they’d bet.

D’marco discreetly pulled the gun out of his pocket, then slid it into the front of his jacket. Holding the weapon flush against his chest, with the fabric of his jacket covering it from view, he laid the muzzle carefully against the edge of his left bicep. Then he fired a single shot into his own arm.

The reaction from the other prisoners was immediate. These were men who recognized the sound of gunshots. The basketball dropped to the blacktop as the players fled the court. The spectators dissolved in a riotous mass, shouting, shoving and running in all directions.

D’marco was stunned by the pain for a moment, but kept his presence of mind enough to let the gun drop through his jacket to the asphalt. No one noticed the gun fall. He felt a twinge of regret as the weapon dropped away, but he couldn’t risk being frisked and having it found on him. Once he was out of here, he could get any weapon he wanted on the streets. He staggered away from the gun.

“I been shot! I been shot!” he screamed. When there was enough distance between him and the gun, he allowed himself to collapse to the blacktop.

D’marco lay on his back as men ran all around him. He hoped no one would step on him. He was probably in more danger from the stampeding crowd than the gunshot wound, he thought, although his arm really hurt. He hoped the bullet had taken the best possible route: through flesh, but no bones.

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