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Turnpike Blues – Chapter 5, continued

By jelewis8 ⋅ November 14, 2003 ⋅ Post a comment

?Heeeeyyyyyy, Ferret-Eye, you old fighter!? I turn back around at the familiar voice. Woodie Tamahori, in the flesh. Woodie is the last guy you?d expect running a faux western style bar house in the north of New Jersey, but when it comes to customers, Woodie is more savvy than ten Hassids with gold strands running [...]

Turnpike Blues – Chapter 5

By jelewis8 ⋅ November 11, 2003 ⋅ 2 comments

CHAPTER 5 ? MILE MARKER 73 I am ready for a drink, but two things: it?s Sunday, and it?s one fifteen. I mean, there?s a limit, right? I haven?t eaten lunch yet, so I head to a caf? I know is open. The d?cor?s a little on the sloppy side, and the food, well, the [...]

Turnpike Blues – Chapter 4

By jelewis8 ⋅ November 9, 2003 ⋅ Post a comment

CHAPTER 4 ? DRUNK?S CONFESSION AND NOTHING IN THE HOUSE OF VERONA Breakfast over, I head back to my apartment to shower and shave, and then it?s over to the office to collect some items. I feel now that the real investigation has finally begun, and I though more secure in my original belief that [...]

Turnpike Blues – Chapter 3, continued

By jelewis8 ⋅ November 9, 2003 ⋅ Post a comment

?Alright, here?s how I?m gonna play this. I?m gettin? paid at the end of this week anyway?after that, I?m out, so I won?t play in your pond after that. But how ?bout we continue workin? together on this until I leave? I mean, no offense, Hank, but how far are you boys planning on taking [...]

Turnpike Blues – Chapter 3

By jelewis8 ⋅ November 8, 2003 ⋅ 4 comments

CHAPTER 3 ? DEFERRED PAYMENT AND TRIPLE HOMICIDE I wake up with the telephone ringing in my ear. My head?s a dull ache now, but that?s probably not due to my injury. It?s Hank, and he tells me the coroner finished up last night late, actually early this morning. Jimmy usually doesn?t work past midnight, [...]

Turnpike Blues – Chapter 2, continued

By jelewis8 ⋅ November 8, 2003 ⋅ Post a comment

I put the car in gear and then, because I always had to have the last word, I release it, open my door and slide upwards, looking over the hardtop at Avery. He stops, looks at me, and crosses his arms like he’s ready to do something, and I say, “I’ll be back tonight. Try [...]

Turnpike Blues – Chapter 2

By jelewis8 ⋅ November 7, 2003 ⋅ 2 comments

CHAPTER 2 – WHISKEY, WOMEN, AND AN EMPTY GUN It’s about seven now, and we’re getting close. Cute. The street it’s on is called Watermelon Drive. Somehow, it seems not only appropriate for the store, but it reminds me of New Jersey in a small way, and I remember how it was when I first [...]

Turnpike Blues – Chapter 1, continued

By jelewis8 ⋅ November 5, 2003 ⋅ Post a comment

Varley Schottman. Seems like a nice man, but I wonder why he?s here. Yeah, he wants me to find the man who killed his son, sure, but what is unusual about this that warrants him hiring me? I mean, let?s face it: Negroes get killed every day in this city, and hundreds and thousands of [...]

Turnpike Blues – Chapter 1

By jelewis8 ⋅ November 4, 2003 ⋅ Post a comment

CHAPTER 1 ? The Case, How I Work, and My First Meeting Okay, so the phone rings, and I?m just lyin? there, spread eagle and hung over the way you think of Marlene Dietrich as hung over. She?s not my favorite actress, but I like her movies, plus she helped fight the Nazis in her [...]

Turnpike Blues – Prologue

By jelewis8 ⋅ November 2, 2003 ⋅ One comment

PROLOGUE It had started off like any other day. The sun had risen over the quiet neighborhood, first rays hitting the St. Peter?s Episcopal church and then the sign that announced that morning?s sermon topic: ?Prayer Is A Battle Fought On The Knees.? Not particularly catchy, that one. Next Johnson?s Funeral Parlor and Mortuary Service [...]

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