A Means To An End 4

I had my chance and I let it go
Well if I ever have myself another chance like that
I’m going to grab it and I won’t look back
Sometimes I’m too careful
I walk just like I’m carrying a hand grenade
It’s going tick tick tick tick tick tick tick tick
Ticking ticking ticking in my hand
It’s going tick tick tick tick ticking in my hand
Tick tick ticking in my hand
And if I ever have myself another chance like that
I’m going to grab it and I won’t look back
Yea if I ever have myself another chance like that
I’m going to grab it and I won’t look back.

Ch 7

He said he wanted to play games with me.

 It’s been three weeks of not knowing, nightmares, angry sex in the shower, drinks with the cops, more angry sex, a funeral for our friends, dodging of reporters, not returning Carmen’s family’s calls, not returning Marina’s calls, glaring at the Fed that Bette Porter sent, her constantly staring at me at Carmen. A trip in between to watch her interrogate The Moon Lights. No games though, no word from the guy. We are starting to think the worst. But first the interrogation.

Roxy and her orange jumpsuit and her crow’s nest for hair made me laugh. I laughed even harder when Carmen joined in the interrogation and grabbed her by the throat and threatened her body with various painful intrusions……but Roxy didn’t know anything…..she wanted to know how I was doing…..how her brother was doing.

Sergio was mine to question. He walked in bald, black eyes. His Nancy boy routine not working in Alabama with the skin heads and real gangsters. He had nothing to offer but his contempt and spit in my face. I ruined his life, he couldn’t see his sister what did I want? He mocked, Marco being missing….. Angry that he didn’t think of it himself as a means to bring pain to my world.

We couldn’t even arrange a meeting with Peggy and James Peabody and they had rock solid alibi’s for the night in question. This wasn’t done by any of the usual suspects.