Clinton Geneの小説

I had just pulled into the drive way at my Apartment in Heaven Springs when my cell phone rang. I frowned when i looked at the screenCol Jones?&nbs

I had just pulled into the drive way at my Apartment in Heaven Springs when my cell phone rang. I frowned when i looked at the screenCol Jones?“Robbie I know you just drove into your complex, but meet me at Playfair Hotel we need a drink for all the work that you have put in

A few hours later I sat in the corner of the bar with his back to the wall and the vantage point of seeing all who came into the bar. Eventhough I was surrounded by my own men. My mind was still uneasy and I played over and over what Manny had told him. I could see Larissa's mouth moving but his ears did not catch a word of what she had been talking about until she slapped me on my hand that clutched the bottle of corona beer.

Larissa sat on the bar stool outside the bar and had on my favourite black tights with the spandex just above the knees. I could see her smile from a distance as she chatted with a few of her customers. Dusk was approaching and I hated being cooped up in the Compound after hearing the news about Shorty and Stereo in the same day. I needed a drink as a parked the car at the back of the Police station and walked through the front gate. Traffic had been busy along the road both ways, and every now and again I would hear my name being shouted from both sides of the traffic.

Major Lennox Robinson held the spliff between the index finger and the thumb of his left hand. The browning 1911 was clutched tightly in his right hand. His piercing hazel eyes could barely be seen through the bleached dreads he had been wearing for the last year and half. Lennox was deep undercover and had been embedded with the Gotcha gang in negril. Whitey as he was called was ruthless.Whitey infiltrated a notorious gang and became it's second in command.His testim

Marsha Martin rolled over in the bed and felt for her husband and could not find him. The pillow was cold and so was the sheet. “Again!.” She muttered and hissed her teeth and reached for the cellphone on the bedside table to check the time. The light from the phone caused her eyelids to squint. “What! It is 3:30am and no Dominique.” She said and sighed heavily “This madness has to stop. Is this blasted business more important than me now?” She asked.