Dead Pigeon
“Grosskopf, I was sure, would not be as cooperative with Lars as he would with me. Cops were not his favorite people.
He was in a two-bed room, but there was no other occupant. He had dark bruises below both eyes. He grinned as I entered.
“Don’t tell me it could have been worse,” he said. “That’s what the doctor told me. It wasn’t the guy who hit me that broke my arm. I broke it when I fell. He hit me twice and I went down. Then some woman started screaming at him from the end of the alley.”
“Wh...at were you doing in the alley?”
“Taking a leak. Old guys have to pee a lot. I had a couple of beers in this bar and was walking toward home when one of the guys from the bar followed me down the alley.”
“Do you know who he is?”
“Not by name. I’ve seen him there before. He’s a little guy, but he sure has a wallop. He was wearing blue corduroy pants and a blue work shirt. He had an earring in his left ear.”
“Were you asking about Clauss in the bar?”
He nodded.MoreLess
He was in a two-bed room, but there was no other occupant. He had dark bruises below both eyes. He grinned as I entered.
“Don’t tell me it could have been worse,” he said. “That’s what the doctor told me. It wasn’t the guy who hit me that broke my arm. I broke it when I fell. He hit me twice and I went down. Then some woman started screaming at him from the end of the alley.”
“Wh...at were you doing in the alley?”
“Taking a leak. Old guys have to pee a lot. I had a couple of beers in this bar and was walking toward home when one of the guys from the bar followed me down the alley.”
“Do you know who he is?”
“Not by name. I’ve seen him there before. He’s a little guy, but he sure has a wallop. He was wearing blue corduroy pants and a blue work shirt. He had an earring in his left ear.”
“Were you asking about Clauss in the bar?”
He nodded.MoreLess
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