The Kim Li Diaries: Chapter Nineteen (fiction)
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When she hung up the phone, Mona
ted down in front of Deck. Her short skirt skated up her thighs and Deck realized it was the
Sharon Stone Syndrome
, staring him right in the face. As his eyes remained on the
, he said, "Mona, I could've made you Mrs. C. Deckard Coffield. And, guess what? The ring is in my right hand jacket pocket. I've just been too damn
. You know how I am, honey? Let's walk out of here and find a
and have some
. Want to?"
Mona inched up closer to Deck, where her face was just a breath away. He had to take his eyes off of the
and look her in the eyes. "Deck, you silly little man. Don't you realize that all the times I was lying there screaming, '
Oh, God. You're killing me with your huge
! I can't take it!!'
that I was filing my nails and checking for messages on my answer phone? And, let me ask you this: Do your socks feel
the last straw
for Deck. This two-timing bitch was pissing on his shoes. As he damn near sliced his wrists trying to extricate himself from the barbed wire handcuffs, the
came in through every window and door in the joint.
Mona slipped as she tried to jump up, and landed
in a pile of her own
Serves the bitch right
," Deck thought to himself.) She blubbered, "So
who you called on my phone, you asswipe!" As the
s tossed their guns down, Deck said, "Over here, my friends. Cut me loose and I'll tell you a tale you won't believe."
of the SWAT team came over and took off the
, and said, "Looks like you got some
Deck said, "Whassamatter? You ain't ever had anybody piss on your leg and tell you it's raining?"
While they were laughing their asses off about this, Deck grabbed the
from the SWAT team leader and shakily pointed it at everyone in the room, back and forth. "Stand right there for just a minute while I go out and get my clean shoes from the car. OK? This is pretty fucking
to me, so I wouldn't get
if I were you."
He ran out the warehouse door and jumped into the puke-stained limo and hauled ass. The SWAT team had their hands full with the high-ranking
, so they just let him go.
Deck drove like
on a rainy night with an
, and as soon as he realized no one was following, he pulled into the first
he saw. He jumped out of the limo and opened the trunk. There it was. The CD was still there. As he reached for it, he also notice a
stuffed into the back of the trunk. "
" he said.
The duffel bag was full of wrinkled, used
. There were around a hundred bundles of a hundred bills each. And, tucked inside the top bundle, there was a
He left the limo there and caught the first cab he could find. The driver asked, "Where to, Mister
I Just Left a Fucking Expensive Car in an Alley
"Am I paying you to ask about my life or drive my ass somewhere, you
"Well, I guess that depends on how much you're paying, don't it?"
Deck pulled out two Benjamins and said, "Will this get you to
shut the fuck up
and hand me your cell phone, my
Brother from Another Mother
Deck dialed the number on the slip of paper. The voice on the other line said, "Who is this?"
"Never mind who the fuck this is; who are
"Mr. Coffield? Is that you? We really need to talk
, right now!"
It wasn't Kim Li's voice, but it
male. Deck was confused, but he was also rich as
, so he was feeling pretty full of himself. "I'm not
in the mood
for talking right now. I'm in the mood for leaving town. So here's the deal, Mr. Kim Li's
: You have this cell phone number. You may call me at any time. However, if you call me to tell me
Hello, Mr. Coffield. I hope you are having a good day,
' I will turn this CD over to the FBI and all of your little yellow asses will be cooked like some
. Got it,
All Deck heard was a knowing
on the other end. He told the cabbie to take him to the airport and gave him another couple of Benjamins for his phone and a
. . . / . . .
dannye and Lord Brawl
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