Shetani's Sister by Iceberg Slim

Author:Iceberg Slim [Slim, Iceberg]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Tags: African American, Urban, Detective and Mystery Fiction, Humour
ISBN: 9781101872604
Google: iilsBQAAQBAJ
Goodreads: 23568215
Publisher: Vintage
Published: 2015-01-01T00:00:00+00:00

Rucker dressed for work several mornings after he discovered Crane’s intimate connection to Petra. He hadn’t taken a drink since he left New York and had resumed attending AA meetings. He hadn’t yet thought of a way to trap Crane. His difficulty in devising a plan of entrapment was due to his reluctance to use other cops in a plan. However, he was certain that very soon he would solve the problem, since his mind addressed it for most of his waking hours.

He left the house and drove down Sunset. He frowned to see a parade of half-naked hookers. They strutted beneath the bright early-September sun like vulgar birds with painted faces.

At a stoplight, he heard a familiar voice.

“Hi, Sergeant.”

He turned his head toward Leon, under the wheel of his gold Caddie, stopped adjacent to his Lincoln. He was irritated that Leon had spoken to him with a passenger in his car. Unsmilingly, Rucker nodded at Leon as the light turned green.

Inside the Caddie, Leon turned off Sunset onto Western Avenue. “Rainbow, that was Sergeant Rucker, the only good cop I’ve ever knowed. He’s the boss of the special ho squad in Hollywood,” Leon said to his dwarfish companion.

“Well, bro, I guess you must know the only good cop alive,” Rainbow said as he hunched bony shoulders inside his shocking-pink sports coat.

Leon pulled into a supermarket parking lot. Rainbow flashed his gold choppers in his flat black face as he tipped his sky-blue hat to an Arab woman pushing a grocery cart. She gave him a venomous look.

Leon parked. They got out and split up. They had fake Cartier wristwatches and phony diamond rings. They hustled the grocery shoppers for nearly a hundred bucks apiece net, in less than an hour. They got in the Caddie and emptied a pint bottle of 100-proof vodka.

As Leon drove down Sunset, Rainbow said, “Bro, downin’ slum is great, but I ain’t goin’ to stop tryin’ to cop a ho and pimp my ass off before I die.”

A half-block away, Leon parked near a cluster of hookers. They sat there, watching and wishing for a chance or cue to take a shot.

At that moment, high in his Hollywood Hills mansion, Shetani was refusing a Pee Wee Smith request.

“Girl, I’m still hurtin’, too, about the cruel way that customer hurt Bianca. I can understand why you want to send a piece of the sting to her mama for the plastic-surgery nut…”

He wasn’t a square-ass sucker who would send even a buck to the Apple, he thought. He paused to snort coke from a diamond-encrusted spoon. She lay in his arms and shook her head when he moved the spoon toward her nose. She sighed.

“But I feel so shitty about keepin’ the whole six grand after what she went through. Daddy, please let’s send at least a grand. I’m so—”

He cut her off as he stared at a reflection of their nude bodies in a ceiling mirror.

“Now, listen, Baby Wee, don’t forget what was said about the case in the Milwaukee Journal that Eli copped from the out-of-town newsstand.

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