"Bolan, Mack - Stony Man 33 - Punitive Measures" - читать интересную книгу автора (Bolan Mack)a drill press and a few other tools had stamped it
out in a basement workshop. He'd have liked to have used the Smith & Wesson .44 Magnum pis- tol he'd found during a burglary the week before, but he'd had to ditch it when the cops arrived sooner than he'd expected. He had been lying low ever since, hiding in the attic of his friend, Bag- worm, and wondering if the pigs had IDed him as he sprinted away from the scene. Jimmy didn't think they had made him. If there was a warrant out for him, word would be on the streets by now. It wasn't. A blue-suit strolled down the sidewalk carrying a nightstick in his left hand, his right hanging over the holster on his hip and ready to drop over the grips of his gun. Jimmy could tell the policeman had experience. Like any cop who wasn't brain- dead, the yellow light in the man's brain contin- ually flashed while he was working the 'hood. Jimmy moved farther back into the doorway, pressing his back against the wall to make sure he wasn't seen. He waited until the cop's heavy footsteps faded, then finally disappeared alto- gether, before moving out where he could view Jimmy drew the simple gun from his belt and looked at it under what little light filtered into the doorway from the poles along the street. It looked like a plaything, something you'd see wrapped in plastic and hanging from a rack in a toy store. Normally he could have snapped his fingers and had a decent gun in his hands within two hours. But he'd been in isolation for the past week and hadn't been able to get out and do the proper street shopping. A chill of rage suddenly shot through Jimmy Two Blades's body as that same isolation re- minded him of why he was there. Rags had come back that very morning and told him he'd just seen Too Cute, Jimmy's woman, coming out of Big Willie's upstairs apartment. They'd been kiss- ing and hugging, and grinding their goodbyes while Big Wi!lie's hands roamed all over her body. The bitch couldn't even wait a week, Jimmy |
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