The Underbelly by Gary Phillips

The Underbelly by Gary Phillips

Author:Gary Phillips [Phillips, Gary]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Tags: General Fiction
ISBN: 9781604862065
Google: -Kef2sU6kOEC
Amazon: 1604862068
Publisher: PM Press
Published: 2009-12-31T13:00:00+00:00


V

SCARED, HE LOST HIS BALANCE as fear tripped him up like one of those nubile babes in cutoffs stumbling through the woods in a Hills Have Eyes movie. Magrady scooted forward on all fours, crashing into a dumpster. He scampered to the far end of it and using his shoulder shoved the other end of the dumpster crookedly into the alleyway. The Scion’s bumper grazed the edge and Elmore, still not seeing clearly, instinctively reacted by twisting the wheel. The car veered into the wall opposite, tearing up the front fender.

“Motherfuckah,” Elmore swore, quietly, righting the car and skidding to a stop.

Magrady grimaced as he got on his feet, having wrenched his back pushing the dumpster. He looked around for something to hit the younger man with but would have to rely on his fists. Rather than wait for the attack, he rushed forward as the other man got clear of his car.

“I told you to stay the fuck out of my business, old man.” Elmore socked Magrady in the gut and he doubled over. He moaned but would be goddamned if he was going to let this rooty-poot get the best of him that easy. He got his arms around the other’s waist and driving his legs, as Elmore pounded his back, tumbled them against the Scion. They then slid to the ground, grappling like kids in a schoolyard brawl.

“Get the fuck off me, you decrepit goat,” Elmore said, trying to nail Magrady with a right to his jaw.

The vet slipped the blow and got his hands around Elmore’s neck and choked.

“That’s enough,” a voice declared over them, followed by the rapid crack of a baton along his shoulder blades and the base of his neck. Stunned and winded, Magrady let go and tried to get up. Elmore took this as an opportunity to exact damage and kneed Magrady in the groin.

As tears welled in his eyes and his lax body lay between the wall and the Scion, Magrady heard Elmore hollering. He got an eye open and saw the Taser dart sticking in the younger man’s chest and he smiled wickedly. If he could, he would have peed on him to spark his ass up more.

Magrady rolled over onto his back and the officer placed a foot on his chest, his nine aimed at his nose.

“Don’t fuckin’ blink,” the cop ordered. He called in the incident on the radio clipped to his shirt then ordered, “Both of you on your faces, now.”

They did so, with Magrady’s face lying on the back of Elmore’s calf. They were both secured with plastic restraints then told to sit against the wall, clear of the Scion.

Magrady said, “I need some medical attention, officer.” His face and upper body were going numb and he ached from his spine to his toes.

“Uh-huh,” he said in that noncommittal way cops answered perps. He’d dug out their wallets from their back pockets and was busying himself looking at their IDs. He wore a bike helmet and shades and had come up on them on his T3.



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