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take the pipe outta my pocket and knock him one right upside the
head. It rung his bell a bit, but he didn’t drop. I kicked big
Mikey D in the nuts and that slowed him down, enough for me to
charge him back into his shitty little room. I kicked the door
closed behind me and Mikey puked all over the floor, it steamed in
the cold and the stink was bad, but it seemed to be just what he
needed because his eyes cleared and he come at me again, and I hit
him again with the pipe, right above the eye, the skin broke open,
we’re both bleeding and the stench of this junky’s puke is enough
to gag me, he looks a little out of it again so I ring his bell one
more time with my pipe and he goes down, and Alice I swear to you,
the whole house musta shook.
    “I don’t wanna do this, Mikey. I know what
you seen last night, an--”
    This put the fear a god into him and he
jumped back up again and charged me just like a bull, I hit the big
bastard a couple more times with that pipe but he knocked me over
and landed on my chest and started pounding me, BAM BAM BAM,
between punches I can see he’s crying, this guys beating me like I
ain’t been beat in years, since my New York days I ain’t been beat
like this, and just like his pals said, he was bawling. His fists
slam into my ugly mug, my ribs, and my gut. He grabbed me by the
old jug handles and slammed my head into the hardwood floor. I
managed to work the gun out of my holster and dig the barrel into
his stomach and pull the trigger. His body jumped and my legs were
splashed with his blood and some of his lower intestine, maybe the
upper one, I can’t say for sure. I ain’t no doc, but I know how a
man’s guts feel and them are Mikey’s, oozing across my shins. He
looked down at the hole in his gut and scooted back off me, scooted
through his guts and blood, sat against his bed and cried even
harder.
    I mighta grayed out for a second or two but
then next thing I’m on my feet, holding myself up with the wall,
and Mikey’s crying and saying over and over, “Don’t letim get me,
don’t letim get me.”
    “Let who get you?”
    “He...he had the girl ! He killed her
and he’ll kill me next, you can’t letim do to me what he done to
her, I heard her screaming when I was running off, you can’t--”
    I backhanded him one across the mouth to shut
it for him, it was starting to run worse than the hole in his guts
and I don’t got time for panic.
    “Tell me what you seen, Mikey, and I’ll make
sure he don’t hurt you.”
    “He was huge, and black. So black! Almost
couldn’t see him, so black.”
    “You’re huge, Mikey, how big we talkin’ here?
How tall was he?”
    “M-musta been seven, eight feet.”
    I slapped him again. “Bullshit! You telling
me a eight foot black man walked into that house carrying that
little girl?”
    He just nodded and cried, nodded and cried.
“Don’t let him get me, he’s coming after me, I heard him, he’ll
kill me tonight, he’ll eat me up. He tole me so, in my head he tole
me.”
    I rubbed my eyes, wiped some a the blood off
my face and wiped my hands on a blanket on his bed. I found the
sink and wanted to take a drink from the faucet but the water came
out gray and kinda yellow, so I didn’t. I turned back to my buddy
and he was digging under the mattress of his bed.
    “Don’t do that, Mike.”
    He pulled a pistol out from the mattress and
he had me, Alice, I failed you, he got me right then and there,
dead-bang, no chance for me to even raise my gun, except Mikey
didn’t shoot me, Alice, he pressed the gun into his eye and pulled
the trigger, his head exploded like a smooth pink melon stuffed
with dynamite. I was off to the side and ten feet away and still
caught some a the splash. Shit Mikey, I would have done that for
you, I’m not gonna leave you here to bleed to death; I just needed
to talk a little more. He didn’t understand how important this was
Alice, I’m sorry. My only good lead and I let him gack himself.
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