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|Stand and Wait (standard:drama, 2559 words)|
|Author: Otzchiim||Added: Oct 09 2000||Views/Reads: 3074/1471||Story vote: 0.00 (0 votes)|
|She couldn't have anything up her sleeve -- she had been stripped naked. But she had a brain, a friend in an unexpected place, and a couple of strong motives.|
STAND AND WAIT When Joey Moses tried to put a move on Lisa Rizzoni, I don't think he expected her to turn him down. Putting a move -- well, what he did was to grab her from behind, out on the street, force his mouth on hers, squeeze her breast, then grab her crotch and tell her he was going to fuck her till she went crazy. And turning him down -- what she did was kick him hard. With where she kicked him and his not being able to get up for fifteen minutes, I knew right away she was in trouble. That was on Monday. For the last three years, since he started running the gang, he had been having any girl in the projects he wanted, though he didn't have anybody steady. He was too rough and kinky for any girl to put up with for long, and he didn't think women should be around when anything important was going on anyhow. I was the only other guy in the gang without somebody regular to have sex with. I let on that I felt I was better off not getting involved with anybody. The truth was I didn't like the girls who were around in the projects; they were politicians, just living off the guys. Joey liked what I let on, which was one reason he trusted me and made me second in command. I don't know if he ever knew the rest of the truth, which is that I just went outside the neighborhood for action that way. But going after Lisa Rizzoni... She wasn't really from the projects. She didn't even live there now, though she almost did. She lived in her grandmother's house, a little place maybe two blocks away. The grandmother had been there forty years, 20 longer than the projects had been up. The family had been trying to get her to move for years, but maybe it was as well she hadn't. Lisa's mother had been raised in the little house, she married the man who ran the project for the city, and now she was back in the house again. The word was Albert Rizzoni was going to make a stink about a payoff on some contract in his department, so somebody planted heroin in his car trunk. The feds arrested him, said his house and car and bank account were all from drug money, and took it all. Rizzoni got killed in jail, before the trial, and the feds kept everything. The life insurance was set up to be paid straight from the bank account, so the payments stopped, so no insurance. So Lisa's mother had to take her and her brother Lou and go back to live with old lady Franchesi. They had to go from their fancy schools to the joke they got for a high school here. Lisa was a year from finishing then, but her brother was two years younger. Lisa had a smart mouth when she moved here, and it got worse. Word was she had never gone to bed with anybody; if she really was a virgin, she must have been the only one around of her age then, let alone now, two years later. That's sure to be one reason that Joey went after her. But her brother was different. He got to running with the gang not long after they moved here. He had been in the neighborhood maybe eight months when his body was found by the overpass. There's a road going onto the bridge and another one with not much sidewalk crossing it. I was out early in the morning on the bridge when I heard somebody yelling. Then I could see the cop-car coming from some blocks away, so I figured I'd see what was up. I just walked down the steps beside the overpass and got there before the cops did. The old drunk who found the body started telling me all about it, but the cops cut him off. They yelled at me to get away from there, but there wasn't much they could say. They saw me get there, and the body was plainly some hours old. Lou had been stabbed in the back a bunch of times, but with something that made little round holes. The cops decided it was a punch for making holes in leather, cause they found a piece that broke off the tip when it hit a bone. Whoever did it had been trying for the heart, but they just knocked him out and he bled to death. Click here to read the rest of this story (178 more lines)
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