Mausoleum (2010)
Mausoleum
“Finally she called me back.
“What?”
“Was that Angel in Bridgeport?”
“None of your fucking business,” Marian said, and hung up; which I took as confirmation that poor, dumb Al had blundered into him while tracking Charlie Cubrero. I beeped her again.
“What?”
“He may have been gunning for me, too.”
“Why?”
“Maybe for the same reason he shot Sherman Chevalley.”
“What? When?”
“Maybe the motorcycle accident wasn’t an accident.”
“Jesus Christ, Ben. What are you ...into?”
“Over my head, maybe.”
“Sounds that way,” she said, carefully.
“I think we better talk, and not on the phone—why don’t you bring Arnie to my place?”
“No,”MoreLess
“What?”
“Was that Angel in Bridgeport?”
“None of your fucking business,” Marian said, and hung up; which I took as confirmation that poor, dumb Al had blundered into him while tracking Charlie Cubrero. I beeped her again.
“What?”
“He may have been gunning for me, too.”
“Why?”
“Maybe for the same reason he shot Sherman Chevalley.”
“What? When?”
“Maybe the motorcycle accident wasn’t an accident.”
“Jesus Christ, Ben. What are you ...into?”
“Over my head, maybe.”
“Sounds that way,” she said, carefully.
“I think we better talk, and not on the phone—why don’t you bring Arnie to my place?”
“No,”MoreLess
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