Dark Passage

Dark Passage Read Online Free PDF

Book: Dark Passage Read Online Free PDF
Author: David Goodis
Tags: Fiction, Classics
you got away in a truck. They gave the location where police
stopped the truck. I know the section very well. I used to
paint.”
    “You used to paint what?”
    “Water color. Landscape stuff. I used to
hang around there and paint those meadows and hills. Sometimes I’d
go into the hills and I'd get a slant on the woods. Then sometimes
I'd use the road to get another slant on the woods. That's how I
knew about the road. I had a feeling you'd be on that
road.”
    “I’m supposed to believe that.”
    “Don’t you want to believe it? Then don't
believe it. Do you want to get out?”
    “What?”
    “I said do you want to get out? I got you
past the police. If you had taken that Studebaker you’d be on your
way back to San Quentin by now. That's one thing. And if they had
pulled back that blanket another few inches I'd be letting myself
in for a few years of prison. That's another thing. Right now I'm
letting myself in for a broken jaw.”
    “What do you mean a broken
jaw?”
    “You’re all set to clip me one, aren't
you?”
    Parry said, “Now I know why you stick up
for the fortune tellers. You’re a fortune teller yourself. You're a
mind reader.”
    “Please, Vincent. Please wait it
out.”
    “Wait for what?”
    “For the chance. A real chance. There’s
going to be a real chance for you. I have the feeling-”
    “Let’s try a hard one,” Parry said. “Tell
me the date of my birth.”
    “April first, the way you’re acting now.
Do you want to get out?”
    “You want to get rid of me, don’t
you?”
    “Yes.”
    “Why?”
    “I’m beginning to feel afraid.”
    “Sister, I don’t blame you. The
law-”
    “I’m not afraid of the law, Vincent. I'm
afraid of you. I'm sorry I started this. I'm sorry I threw the
blanket in the back of the car and went out to find you. Now I've
found you and I'm stuck with you. I didn't know it would be this
way.”
    “What way?”
    “You. The way you’re carrying on. I
thought it would be very different from what it is. I thought you'd
be soft. And kind. And very grateful. Very grateful for every
little thing. That's the way I always imagined you. That's the way
you were at the trial.”
    “You attended the trial?”
    “Yes. I was there almost every
day.”
    “How come?”
    “I was interested.”
    “In me?”
    “Yes.”
    “Sorry for me?”
    “Yes. At the trial. And after you were
sentenced. And earlier today. Now I’m no longer interested. I did
something I wanted to do very badly. I did my little bit for you.
And it hasn't turned out the way I thought it would turn out.
You're not soft, Vincent. You're mean—and I'm stuck with
you.”
    “You’re not stuck with me,” Parry said.
“I'm getting out here. And I'm not doing what I did to Studebaker.
All I'm doing is saying good-bye and good luck.”
    The Pontiac went over to the side of the
road and came to a stop.
    “How is it?” Parry said.
    “It’s clear.”
    “Any place I can duck?”
    “Take a look.”
    He brought his head up and gazed through
all the windows. Directly ahead the wide road sliced through a
narrow valley devoid of houses. On the right side the valley
widened and on the left side there was a patch of woodland going
level for a few hundred yards and then climbing up a
mountain.
    “This will be all right,” Parry said. He
put his hand on the door handle. He tilted the back of the empty
front seat, quickly opened the door and leaped out. Running toward
the patch of woodland he heard the Pontiac going away.
    He was twenty yards away from the woodland
when he heard a motor grinding and without looking he knew that the
Pontiac was in reverse and coming back. He turned and raced toward
the road.
    The door was open for him.
    She said, “Get in.”
    He jumped in, closed the door and got
under the blanket as if it were home and he had been away from home
for a long time.
    The Pontiac started forward and went into
second and moved up to third and did forty. She held it
there.
    Parry said, “Why did you come
back?”
    “You looked lonely out there.”
    “I felt lonely.”
    “How do you feel
Read Online Free Pdf

Similar Books

The Big Bite

Charles Williams

Stitches in Time

Barbara Michaels

Love My Enemy

Kate Maclachlan

The Birthday Buyer

Adolfo García Ortega

Remnants 13 - Survival

Katherine Alice Applegate

Never Seduce A Scoundrel

Heather Grothaus

Ash: Rise of the Republic

Campbell Paul Young