Outlaw Chic's 2 by Clever Black

Author:Clever Black [Black, Clever]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Tags: Literature & Fiction, United States, African American, Urban, Mystery; Thriller & Suspense, Thrillers & Suspense, Crime, Genre Fiction, Crime Fiction
Amazon: B00S5SGHU6
Publisher: Write House Publishing
Published: 2015-01-12T05:00:00+00:00

CHAPTER TWELVE

IN A ROUND-A-BOUT WAY

Lisa Vanguard walked around the interior of the log-style condo overlooking downtown Charleston, West Virginia while wearing a pair of latex gloves. It was two months after Faye’s arrival to the Patterson farm and Bonita’s day of mayhem inside of Mitchellville Prison, late June of 1979.

Over the last sixty days or so, Lisa had buried both her father and mother. She was granted a leave-of-absence from the Baltimore police force to grieve her losses, but rather than mourn, Lisa had opted to occupy her mind with the tracking down of her father’s killers. Her mother was ailing from a stroke and had little chance to recover so her death was expected. Lisa’s father, however, had been murdered in cold blood and she was bent on tracking down the perpetrators to deliver retribution.

During her leave-of-absence, Lisa had used her resources as an officer of the law to track down the name she’d gotten from the license tag of the truck she’d shot at just outside of Bentree. The truck’s registration had a listing to the condominium she now found herself walking around in on this late June evening. From her trained eye, Lisa could discern that the place hadn’t been used for some time. “They probably left the same day of the shootout,” she said to herself as she quietly searched the bedrooms’ dresser drawers.

Nothing of use was found in either of the bedrooms inside of the pristine condo. Lisa had searched the three bathrooms, the pool table room and the entire living room, coming up with nothing of value. She entered the kitchen and pulled open one of the drawers, finding nothing but silverware. A second drawer was pulled open and it was filled with papers. Lisa pulled out old bill statements from the electric company listed under the name Audrey Greenberg, the name in which the truck was registered under. She searched further and found a worn business card with the title of Beacon’s Auto Sales and an address listed in the city of Saint Louis. “Aha,” she smiled as she plucked the card and headed out of the apartment.

Lisa exited the condo and trotted back over to a black four door 1978 Grand Marquis with dark tinted windows, chrome custom wheels, diamond in the back and gangster white wall tires. “What’d you find in there?” Scully asked from behind the steering wheel of the car as Lisa climbed into the backseat behind Ennis.

“Audrey Greenberg, one of our suspects? She lived there,” Lisa stated happily as she pulled her black steel, pearl-handled .357 magnum from her waist and placed it on the soft leather seats of the smooth-idling car. “We’re on their asses now. A trip to Saint Louis may place us one step closer to my father’s killers. Let’s go and have a talk with this Beacon guy over in Missouri.”

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After a long, nine and a half hour drive and a day’s rest, Lisa, Scully and Ennis made their way over to Beacon’s car lot in Saint Louis just as the sun began to set.

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