Long White Con: The Biggest Score of His Life by Iceberg Slim

Author:Iceberg Slim [Slim, Iceberg]
Language: eng
Format: mobi, epub
ISBN: 9781936399055
Amazon: 1483040534
Publisher: Cash Money Content
Published: 2012-01-03T05:00:00+00:00

10

THE BATES PLAY

At the end of the week, Folks, Trevor and Bates, the mark, driven by Speedy in a rented limousine, drove toward Nevada to tour Bates’ ranch for sale.

In town, Kid’s woman, Rita, the fledgling grifter in the minor role of Lance Wellington’s Baroness sister, stood impatiently on the front porch of the mob’s museum-mansion set-up in a secluded area of the city. She awaited arrival of a crew of back-up shills recruited for the Bates play. The spires of the pearly prop seemed ablaze in the brilliant noon sun. It appeared afloat like a gem boat in a landscaped sea of jade.

A legitimate employment agency bus labeled Peerless Personnel Service pulled into the parking area on the right of the showplace. A group of uniformed servants spilled out and moved toward the mansion’s front door.

Rita inspected the nails and uniforms of the servants as they passed her and entered the mansion. The back-up players, costumed as titled aristocrat jet swingers, arrived and emerged from limousines. Rita was haughtily regal in her role as Lance’s sister and hostess as she stood in the crystal chandeliered entrance hall of the mansion. She greeted her elegantly attired confederates.

A monocled fake count, with a sex pot brunette on his arm, approached Rita. He bent at the waist and kissed the back of Rita’s extended hand. He said, “Good afternoon. How lovely you are, dear Baroness!”

Rita replied, “Count! Countess Fertig! How marvelous you both came. Countess, you are just ravishing!”

“Thank you very much, Baroness.”

A heavy-set ex-convict shoplifter, with an aristocratic face and bearing, entered the hallway and approached Rita.

With a clipped English accent, Rita said, “So good to see you again, Duchess!” Then under her breath, “Myrtle, watch yourself! The servants are from a legit employment agency. Now get to the powder room and dilute your mascara.”

The fake Duchess said, “How very kind of you to invite me, dear Baroness.” She plucked a mote of lint off Rita’s black lace dress and whispered, “Lint in the cleavage is a worst omen than playing for a blind or crippled mark.” The Duchess moved on.

Flo Baumgarten, ex-pickpocket and spurious French noblewoman, approached, wearing pince-nez glasses perched precariously on her long aquiline nose.

She embraced Rita and gushed, “Oh Baroness, so good to see you in gorgeous living, beautiful flesh! You dear woman, I’ve missed you since that marvelous summer on the Riviera. Dear Baroness, thank you for inviting me. How’s Lance?”

Rita said, “Lance is fine. We’re all expecting his arrival shortly.” Then she whispered, “Flo, your breath stinks like bootlegger mash! Deodorize your breath before the play!”

Flo whispered, “It isn’t whiskey, Rita. It’s gin, your favorite poison.” Flo smiled and moved on.

Rita finally received the last group of the shills and moved with them into the palatial mansion.

A crew of grifter menials in coveralls feverishly hung counterfeit Old Masters on the silk-covered walls. Several of the crew went down a short flight of stairs to a high domed room, pregnant with mysticism in its lighting and decor.

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