Madame Scaramouche by Jackson Sam Lee

Author:Jackson, Sam Lee
Language: eng
Format: epub
Publisher: Piping Rock Publishing
Published: 2022-06-03T16:00:00+00:00

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Back at the El Patron, Elena and Marianne took over Lily like the Sisters of the Holy Redeemer. We had stopped at an Abrazos Hospital and after a concocted story about the fictitious fender-bender, got a cast on her arm to just below the elbow. The ER nurse practitioner asked about the marks on her face and looked with open hostility as us. Lily told her she wasn’t wearing a seat belt. She wasn’t expecting to be hit in a parking lot. We did have some trouble at the front desk where they wanted insurance and I.D., and Blackhawk and I had to dig deep to come up with enough cash for the girl to look the other way. We got out before too many questions were asked. The ER doctor gave her some pain killers and on the drive to El Patron Blackhawk caught her taking those and the ones Vaquiero had given her. By the time she was up in the apartment she was pretty loopy.

The girls wrapped her arm in clear wrap and got her in and out of the shower, then in bed. She didn’t emerge for twelve hours. When she emerged, I had slept for eight on Blackhawk’s office couch. Jimmy had arranged to have the Jeep dragged to a mechanic who was promised untold riches if he got it up and running.

Lily was tousle haired and puffy from sleep. Nacho had gone out and got a twenty-piece bucket of KFC and Lily devoured four pieces of dark meat without pausing. She wiped the grease from her mouth on her good arm, belched, then looked around at us.

We sat and looked back.

A good interrogation technique is to shut up and wait for the other guy to become uncomfortable enough to start talking. She didn’t last long. But she started with a question.

“So, what now?”

I looked at Blackhawk. He’s the one with the clout with her.

Finally, he said, “Up to you.”

She shrugged.

“We don’t know,” he continued. “We don’t know if we can help you or not. We don’t have enough information to decide. So, if you want our help, you need to tell us everything and you need to tell us the truth. If you don’t and we find out, then we are done. I will be honest with you. Neither Jackson nor I give a shit about the money you say Eric the dick owes you.”

She sat steadily looking at him. He steadily looked back. Elena came in from the kitchen area gnawing on a chicken leg and carrying a Coca Cola. She sat and looked at Lily also.

“I could use a drink,” Lily said.

Blackhawk went to the bar and put two cubes in a rock glass and filled it with vodka. He opened a water bottle and handed both to her. She drank half the bottle of water, then half the vodka in one swallow.

She looked at me, then at Blackhawk.

“Start with why I went with you to Mexico,” he said.

She drank the rest of the vodka.

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