Nightmare Alley by Len Levinson

Author:Len Levinson
Language: eng
Format: epub
Publisher: AudioGO
Published: 2014-01-15T16:00:00+00:00

“I’m not so sure about that. Anyway, I didn’t have time to fuck her. As soon as we were alone, she kicked my ass off the cliff.” Lieutenant Breckenridge sucked his cigarette and wrinkled his forehead, because he didn’t want to talk about Nurse Latham anymore. “Never mind all that shit,” he said to Butsko. “I came here to tell you what happened today.”

‘That’s right too,” Butsko replied. “What happened?”

“Everybody’s back,” Lieutenant Breckenridge said with a satisfied smile.

“No shit?”

“No shit.”

“How’d they get back?”

“I took some of the men and got Frankie and Shilansky out of that whorehouse, and Colonel Hutchins somehow had the others released from the stockade.”

“All the others got caught?” Butsko asked.

“The MPs picked up every one of them.”

Butsko grimaced in disgust. “Dumb fucks. Can’t even go AWOL right.”

“Wait’ll I tell you what your boy Pfc. Craig Delane did to the Royal Hawaiian Hotel,” Lieutenant Breckenridge said, looking around and leaning closer so nobody could hear.

Lieutenant Breckenridge arrived at the officers’ club shortly after five o’clock in the afternoon, and the first thing he did was check in at the bar. He ordered a whiskey and soda and sipped it, leaning against a wall because all the bar stools were taken.

It had been an exasperating day, but now it was over. All the AWOLs were back, and beginning tomorrow he’d start toughening up his men for the landing on New Guinea. He wished Butsko would be there to help him, but Butsko wouldn’t be out of the wheelchair for another month. Lieutenant Breckenridge would have to go it alone.

The cocktail lounge was chock-full of the usual drunks. In the middle of the bar sat the middle-aged major with black hair who was always drunk and stole whatever money was left on the bar near him. His chest was covered with combat ribbons and he was a scandal all over the post, but no one ever made a harsh remark to him because one of the decorations on his chest was the Congressional Medal of Honor.

Officers arrived lively and smiling, anxious for a drink, and other officers staggered toward the doors, drunk out of their heads. Shortly before quarter to six, Lieutenant Breckenridge saw Lieutenant Jack Utsler enter the lounge and head for the bar, elbowing his way among the drunks, calling out his order to the bartender. Lieutenant Utsler got his drink and stepped back into a less-populated zone. Lieutenant Breckenridge was waiting for him.

“Hi,” said Lieutenant Breckenridge.

“Hello, Dale,” replied Utsler. “Heard you had a big problem in the regiment today.”

“It was nothing,” Lieutenant Breckenridge said with a wave of his hand. “It’s all over now.”

“Heard Colonel Hutchins and General Hawkins had a big set-to.”

Lieutenant Breckenridge shrugged. “I don’t know anything about it.”

“They were really going at it, somebody told me.”

Both men sipped their drinks. Lieutenant Breckenridge wondered why Utsler didn’t say something about Nurse Latham. It seemed to him that Utsler should be mad at him, since Lieutenant Breckenridge had promised that Nurse Latham would fuck Utsler and it hadn’t happened that way.

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