Six Easy Pieces: Easy Rawlins Stories by Walter Mosley

Author:Walter Mosley [Mosley, Walter]
Language: eng
Format: epub, mobi
ISBN: 9780743442541
Amazon: 0743442547
Publisher: Washington Square Press
Published: 2003-09-02T00:00:00+00:00

THE BASKET was where Sheila Merchant said it was. I flipped through the ledger for a minute or two and then put it in the trunk.

ETTA FELL ASLEEP on the long ride back to L.A. I asked her a few more questions about Mouse, but her story never wavered. Raymond was dead and buried by her own hand.

I dropped her off at the mariner’s house in Malibu and then drove back home. That was about nine o’clock.

BONNIE WAS WAITING for me at the front door wearing the same jeans and sweater.

“Hi, baby,” she said.

“Can I get in?” I asked and she stepped aside.

The house was quiet and clean. I had straightened up now and then but this was the first time it had been clean since she was gone.

“Where the kids?”

“They’re staying with Mrs. Riley. I sent them because I thought we might want to be alone.” Bonnie’s eyes followed me around the room.

“No,” I said. “They could be here. I don’t have anything to say they can’t hear.”

“Easy, what’s wrong?”

“EttaMae called.”

“After all this time?”

“Mouse is definitely dead and she knows a young boy who’s in trouble.” I sat in my recliner.

“What? You found out all that?” Bonnie went to sit on the couch. “How do you feel?”

“Like shit.”

“We have to talk,” she said in that tone women have when they’re treating their men like children.

I stood up.

“Maybe later on,” I said. “But right now I got to go out.”

“Easy.”

I strode into the bathroom, closed the door, and locked it. I showered and shaved, cut my nails, and brushed my teeth. When I went to the closet to get dressed Bonnie was already in the bed.

“Where are you going?” she asked me.

“Out.”

“Out where?”

“Like I told you, to look for that boy Etta wants me to help.”

“You haven’t even kissed me since I’ve been home.”

I pulled out my black slacks and yellow jacket. Then I went to the drawer for a black silk T-shirt. It wasn’t going to be Easy Rawlins the janitor out on the town tonight. A janitor could never find Willis Longtree or Sinestra Merchant.

I had put on dark socks that had diamonds at the ankles. I was tying my laces when Bonnie spoke to me again.

“Easy,” Bonnie said softly. “Talk to me.”

I went to the bed, leaned over, and kissed her on the forehead.

“Don’t wait up, honey. This kinda business could take all night.”

I walked to the door and then halted.

Bonnie sat up, thinking I wanted to say more.

But I went to the closet, reached back on the top shelf, and took down my pistol. I checked that it was working and loaded, and then walked out the door.

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