Shakedown
“Her cheap perfume didn’t quite blanket her BO.
She asked softly, “May I come in?”
“Of course,” I said. “I’m a little—startled to see you.”
She came in and I closed the door. I indicated a chair and she went over to sit in it. What in hell did she want now? She looked thinner, though not thin. She’d been on the overstuffed side. Now she was just comfortably upholstered. Her face was thin, however.
She sat there, staring at me, and I suddenly realized she looked frightened.
“Something’s wrong?” I... asked her.
“Al,” she said.
“Al—? Oh, Albert Target, you mean?”
“Yes.”
“You know who killed him?”
She shook her head, staring at me. “Do you know?”
“No, I don’t. Is that what you came here to find out, Josie?”
“No. No, I thought—” She looked at me beseechingly. “I thought—maybe, money?”
I studied her, trying to determine how much of the request was threat. I decided none of it was. “Why money?” I asked. “Aren’t you working?”MoreLess
She asked softly, “May I come in?”
“Of course,” I said. “I’m a little—startled to see you.”
She came in and I closed the door. I indicated a chair and she went over to sit in it. What in hell did she want now? She looked thinner, though not thin. She’d been on the overstuffed side. Now she was just comfortably upholstered. Her face was thin, however.
She sat there, staring at me, and I suddenly realized she looked frightened.
“Something’s wrong?” I... asked her.
“Al,” she said.
“Al—? Oh, Albert Target, you mean?”
“Yes.”
“You know who killed him?”
She shook her head, staring at me. “Do you know?”
“No, I don’t. Is that what you came here to find out, Josie?”
“No. No, I thought—” She looked at me beseechingly. “I thought—maybe, money?”
I studied her, trying to determine how much of the request was threat. I decided none of it was. “Why money?” I asked. “Aren’t you working?”MoreLess
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