The Whole Business with Kiffo and the Pitbull by Barry Jonsberg

Author:Barry Jonsberg
Language: eng
Format: epub, pdf
Tags: JUV000000
ISBN: 9781741153033
Publisher: Allen & Unwin Pty Ltd
Published: 2004-03-31T16:00:00+00:00

Chapter 13

Working girl

I woke up late, about eleven. The Fridge was at work and the whole day stretched out before me. I decided to get a bus into the CBD. I’d stashed away twenty dollars of my pocket money and I fancied spending it on a blue halter-neck top I’d seen in a city market stall. Donning my pink and yellow glasses I headed off into the sunshine.

There’s not much to do on a bus other than stare out the window or examine the graffiti on the seat-back in front of you. In this case, the only thing to read was ‘Darryl is nuff ’ which was a little skimpy in terms of plot, though high on romance. Suddenly, out of the corner of my eye, I saw him. The thin little man. He was hurrying along a busy shopping street, looking like a man with a purpose. I caught a glimpse of his profile and then the bus swept me away. Without even thinking about it, I pressed the bell, praying that the next stop wouldn’t put me out of distance entirely.

When I got off the bus I was at least four hundred metres from the place I had spotted him. I walked back quickly, scanning the streets, but he had disappeared. It was really frustrating. Unless he had got into a car or hailed a taxi or something, he had to be around here somewhere. I decided to wander the streets and see if my luck was in.

For the longest time, it seemed it wasn’t. Then, just as I was about to give up, I saw him again. I had stopped outside a restaurant and a familiar silhouette caught my eye. I peered through the window into the gloomy interior and there he was, sitting at a table with four other guys. They all looked like extras from The Sopranos. I glanced up at the sign above the restaurant. ‘Giuseppe’s.’ That figured, I thought. They were probably planning to take out the Mayor with machine guns once they’d finished their pasta and meatballs.

So now what? I needed to hear what they were saying. I had this really strong feeling that if I could just get close enough, I’d get some crucial information. Two options presented themselves. One: I could go into the restaurant as a customer and sit at a table next to them. I still had my twenty dollars, after all. The trouble was, the lunchtime rush hour had just started and the restaurant was crowded. There was one small table in the corner that was vacant, but I’d have needed a boom microphone to listen in to their conversation. Second option: I could try lip-reading. I had done a lip-reading course in Year 8 – well, not really a course as such, more an introduction. Still, I had been quite good at it.

I moved a little further down the street so that I wasn’t directly in front of the window. I didn’t want the Godfather to

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