Joe Pitt 2 - No Dominion by Huston Charlie

Author:Huston, Charlie [Huston, Charlie]
Format: mobi, epub
Published: 2010-06-23T04:00:00+00:00

Joe Pitt 2 - No Dominion

--Stupid white boy. Ain't figured it out?

I shake my head.

--I'm Percy, asshole.

He bugs his eyes and wiggles his fingers at me.

--The craaaaazy one-ahmed neegro in the bazemint is yo contact.

He unbugs his eyes.

-- Now you got any questions?

--You got a smoke?

--Funny thing 'bout cigarettes.

Percy sticks a Pall Mall between his lips. He fishes a book of matches from his breast pocket, folds a match around 'til the head rests against the strip of rough paper on the back, and flicks it with his thumb. The match ignites and he offers me the flame. I lean forward and light my Pall Mall. Percy lights his, waves the match out, pinches it from the pack and drops it in the red-and-white tin ashtray between us.

I take a drag and exhale.

--What's that?

He smokes some.

--Funny thing 'bout cigarettes and the Vyrus. Vyrus attacks anythin' bad yo ass could care to stick in yo body. Booze, junk, rat poison, whatever it is, it can't hurt you none. Got no stayin' power whatsoever. No boozehound Vamps. Can't get hooked on shit. But cigarettes.

He blows a ring of smoke.

--They always good. Just as good as if I was still jonesed on the nicotine. Which I know I ain't. Still I crave 'em. And still they always good.

I take a drag.

--Never thought about it.

--Uh-huh?

I take another drag.

--But you're right.

--Yep. Funny, ain't it?

--Yeah, it is.

We smoke.

--So what you need up here?

I've smoked my cigarette down until the cherry burns my lips. I stub it out.

--That shit they stuck in the dogs and that enforcer.

--Yea-huh?

--What the fuck is up with that?

He puts out his own cigarette.

--That a good question.

The ceiling of the kitchen has a big, brown water stain above the sink. He stares at it.

--A good question. Lemme ask you somethin'.

--OK.

--See that man at the pool? Papa Doc?

--Yeah.

--What you make of him?

--Looked like the competition.

He gets up and walks to the refrigerator.

--Competition.

He opens the fridge, pulls out two cans of Schaefer and takes them to the sink.

--Let me tell you somethin' 'bout competition.

He takes a couple glasses from a cupboard.

--Digga, he Luther X's warlord. When the X got taken out, Digga, he step in, declare martial law, move his rhinos out on the street. Say, We in a state of siege. Coalition agents done assassinated our fearless leader. That two years back.

He snaps one of the cans of beer open and empties it into a glass.

--An' he prove it. Brings us the heads a two enforcer types he say was the ones stabbed Luther in the eyes. Good enough. All the peoples think it a good idea: Close the border and tighten the belt. Digga, he gets support from all over the Hood. Harlem, Washington Heights, Spanish Harlem, shit, even the Dominicans up Inwood come to the meetin' and stand with Digga. But, like the man say, that two years ago.

He pours the other beer.

--Time pass, people want to know, When martial law gonna end? When we have elections? When we get a new elected president? People agitatin'.

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