yet; they were still making their way up the ladder.
“What happened?” David asked, as he dismounted from his bike.
“We were supposed to sell to this guy, Paul, but he beat Joey to shit and made off with our stash!” Tommy said. Joey was sitting with his back against a wall. There were still smears on his face from where they had tried to wipe away the blood. From the look of it, his nose was broken and there was a large, purple bruise forming under his left eye.
“He had never been a problem before. He always paid on time. I don’t know what happened. He just bugged out,” Joey said.
“Nothing too serious,” David said, kneeling down to check on Joey’s injuries. “But I’m sure it hurts like hell. We’ll take you home, get you cleaned off, and get you something to take the edge off.” David paused and stood, looking at the empty expanse all around them. “Desperate men do desperate things. We know where he hangs out, who he knows?”
“Yeah man. I’ve hung with him before. But what if he runs?” Joey asked.
“He won’t get far, don’t worry.” But they did have some reason to worry as the sounds of sirens came blaring down Snow Lane. “Shit,” David said, standing and facing the road.
“Yo man, we didn’t call the cops,” Tommy said.
“Somebody nearby must have heard the fight and called the cops.” David’s mind began to race. Was it Olivia? Maybe if it was he could give her something to do. She could track down Paul for them. It would keep her busy and out of his hair. “You were randomly beat up in this alley. It was some guy you’ve seen around, but don’t know. Give them Paul’s description, but nothing else. You don’t know why he did it. You don’t know anything. If you don’t know what to say, just say I don’t know.”
It didn’t surprise him to see Olivia behind the wheel of the car as it came speeding down Snow Lane. Of course it would be she who answered this call. A fight in an alley in the middle of nowhere, no one else would have bothered. The car stopped, and Olivia cut the siren but left the lights going. She took a few steps out of the car before stopping and surveying David for a minute before turning to look at Tommy and the busted-up Joey.
“Do you need a doctor?” she asked, kneeling down in front of Joey and taking her sunglasses off.
“Nah, I’m fine,” Joey mumbled. “No health insurance anyway. I’ll be fine, just need some ice.”
“What happened here?” Olivia asked.
“Well, we were just cutting through the alley, going to the store to get some soda. And this guy comes out of nowhere and starts yelling at us about how we’re being rude and disrespectful to him. But we weren’t, officer. We swear it. Then, he went nuts, and he threw me against the wall and then just started hitting Joey. I was screaming for him to stop, and I was trying to pry him off. Finally, he had enough, and he took off that way,” Tommy said, pointing north.
Good job, Tommy , David thought, as he watched Olivia’s eyes travel from David’s bike to David and then to the two boys. They weren’t wearing anything that would call them out as God’s Reapers, but he hadn’t told them to lie if asked.
“And why are you here?” Olivia asked, standing up and turning to face David.
“They called me. I’m a friend of theirs,” David answered evenly.
“They called you before they called police?” Olivia asked, only no one seemed to know whom she was asking. “That seems suspicious to me,” Olivia said, turning to face Tommy and Joey who cowered a little under her gaze. “There have been a lot of reports of drug activity on this street, a lot. So why don’t you two tell me what you were really doing down here?”
CHAPTER ELEVEN
Olivia looked at the mess in front of her. Two boys who couldn’t be older than nineteen, one of them beat up pretty badly and David
“What happened?” David asked, as he dismounted from his bike.
“We were supposed to sell to this guy, Paul, but he beat Joey to shit and made off with our stash!” Tommy said. Joey was sitting with his back against a wall. There were still smears on his face from where they had tried to wipe away the blood. From the look of it, his nose was broken and there was a large, purple bruise forming under his left eye.
“He had never been a problem before. He always paid on time. I don’t know what happened. He just bugged out,” Joey said.
“Nothing too serious,” David said, kneeling down to check on Joey’s injuries. “But I’m sure it hurts like hell. We’ll take you home, get you cleaned off, and get you something to take the edge off.” David paused and stood, looking at the empty expanse all around them. “Desperate men do desperate things. We know where he hangs out, who he knows?”
“Yeah man. I’ve hung with him before. But what if he runs?” Joey asked.
“He won’t get far, don’t worry.” But they did have some reason to worry as the sounds of sirens came blaring down Snow Lane. “Shit,” David said, standing and facing the road.
“Yo man, we didn’t call the cops,” Tommy said.
“Somebody nearby must have heard the fight and called the cops.” David’s mind began to race. Was it Olivia? Maybe if it was he could give her something to do. She could track down Paul for them. It would keep her busy and out of his hair. “You were randomly beat up in this alley. It was some guy you’ve seen around, but don’t know. Give them Paul’s description, but nothing else. You don’t know why he did it. You don’t know anything. If you don’t know what to say, just say I don’t know.”
It didn’t surprise him to see Olivia behind the wheel of the car as it came speeding down Snow Lane. Of course it would be she who answered this call. A fight in an alley in the middle of nowhere, no one else would have bothered. The car stopped, and Olivia cut the siren but left the lights going. She took a few steps out of the car before stopping and surveying David for a minute before turning to look at Tommy and the busted-up Joey.
“Do you need a doctor?” she asked, kneeling down in front of Joey and taking her sunglasses off.
“Nah, I’m fine,” Joey mumbled. “No health insurance anyway. I’ll be fine, just need some ice.”
“What happened here?” Olivia asked.
“Well, we were just cutting through the alley, going to the store to get some soda. And this guy comes out of nowhere and starts yelling at us about how we’re being rude and disrespectful to him. But we weren’t, officer. We swear it. Then, he went nuts, and he threw me against the wall and then just started hitting Joey. I was screaming for him to stop, and I was trying to pry him off. Finally, he had enough, and he took off that way,” Tommy said, pointing north.
Good job, Tommy , David thought, as he watched Olivia’s eyes travel from David’s bike to David and then to the two boys. They weren’t wearing anything that would call them out as God’s Reapers, but he hadn’t told them to lie if asked.
“And why are you here?” Olivia asked, standing up and turning to face David.
“They called me. I’m a friend of theirs,” David answered evenly.
“They called you before they called police?” Olivia asked, only no one seemed to know whom she was asking. “That seems suspicious to me,” Olivia said, turning to face Tommy and Joey who cowered a little under her gaze. “There have been a lot of reports of drug activity on this street, a lot. So why don’t you two tell me what you were really doing down here?”
CHAPTER ELEVEN
Olivia looked at the mess in front of her. Two boys who couldn’t be older than nineteen, one of them beat up pretty badly and David
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