Purple Cane Road
“I slipped on my khakis and went into the kitchen and looked into the backyard and saw Clete Purcel sitting alone at the redwood picnic table, his Marine Corps utility cap on his head. He had a take-out cup of coffee between his hands, and he kept looking over his shoulder at the dirt road.I went outside and eased the screen shut so as not to wake Bootsie and Alafair.“What are you doing?” I asked.He looked sideways, then pulled on his nose and let his breath out.“I went after Ritter. Nobody’s be...en by?”“No.”“The shit went through the fan.”“I don’t want to know about it.”“I was trying to help. You got somebody else willing to cover your back on a daily basis?”He looked miserable. He rubbed his face, then knocked over his paper cup and spilled coffee on his hands.“Tell me,” I said.“Ritter had dials on this stripper, Janet Gish. She’d been washing stolen money at the Indian casinos for some Jersey wise guys. Ritter nailed the wise guys but he left her out of the bust.MoreLess
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