Road Dogs (2009)( ) Read Online Free Page A
Author: Elmore - Jack Foley 02 Leonard
all you know is how to rob banks. You tell them in court you swear you not doing it no more?
Nobody asked me.
I know you can't rob jus' one. I bet is the same you can't rob a hundred and quit, find something pays as good.
That was Lou Adams's point, the FBI guy. After his testimony was thrown out and we were done, he came over to me in the courtroom. He said, 'From the day you get your release the Bureau's gonna be on your ass, and I mean every day of your life. You understand? Nod your fucking head.' Foley was smiling as he said it.
You think is funny? Cundo said. This guy watching you all the time?
I think it's funny he believes he can do it. Assign a squad around the clock to watch one guy? They'd never do that, Foley said. Would they?
He started telling Cundo a little about Karen Sisco, knowing he'd never see her again, and her part in the hearing: how she told the court she never considered herself a hostage, she was armed the whole time. She believes I saved her life by putting her in the trunk.
The fucking hacks shooting at you, Cundo said. I believe it too. That's all Foley was going to say. But then he told Cundo he wasn't supposed to speak to Karen in court.
Megan asked me when I first saw Karen. I said she was coming around from the trunk of her car with a twelve-gauge. Foley paused thinking about it. But we didn't get to speak to each other in court.
Why not?
Megan didn't want us to show there was anything personal between us. Foley stopped there and Cundo said, Yeah ? I hadn't seen her since Detroit, months ago, Foley said.
When she was on the stand she glanced at me a couple of times, but that was it. I said to myself, Okay, it's over, not meant to be. Wait a minute you telling me you and this marshal had something going? Foley told it because it was an event in his life, one of the best things that ever happened to him. See, what we did, Karen and I took a time-out from who we are and spent the night together in Detroit. At a hotel.
Cundo said, Jesus Christ, you took the chick marshal to bed?
We made love, Foley said. There was nothing else we could do.
Man, you fucked a U. S. marshal?
A deputy marshal. It was real, not like a score. We both felt it, but knew there was no future in it.
No but you gonna remember her as long as you live.
The next day, Foley said, she shot me.
Listen, before we get out of here, Cundo said, I tell you about a woman who came to me and changed my life forever.
By the time Foley was looking at a few months before release, Cundo was telling him he should move to the Coast, have a look at Venice.
Experience the show it puts on, tattoo artists, fortune-tellers, drummers in a circle beating the shit out of their drums, their snares, congas, tin cans, all these people watching. You know Jim Morrison, the Doors? His ghost live in the hotel where he like to stay. This woman I tell you about sometime, Dawn, saw him one time in the hall. Cundo serious, then grinning, showing his teeth. You on that walk by the beach, look out. Here comes this chick in a bikini and the longest fucking legs you ever saw, she's Rollerblading through the crowd. Guys step aside and turn to check her out.
Cundo said, All right, now the real Venice.
Walk away from the beach. Now is homes, all size homes, old ones, new ones, some new ones so new they don't look like homes. Remember the hippies, how they were? Easy does it, never lost their cool. Tha's how I see the people who live in the homes, hippies who grew up and are good at whatever it is, painting there lot of artists here people in the movies, people design homes, own restaurants. You have to be a star at what you do to live here. But they don't care if anybody knows it. They don't make announcements, build high-risers on the beach. They leave the beach to the beach. They like to talk to each other and drink wine.
Cundo said, You see young gangsters giving each other serious eyes. You know how to talk to those guys. You can buy ganj, blow,
Nobody asked me.
I know you can't rob jus' one. I bet is the same you can't rob a hundred and quit, find something pays as good.
That was Lou Adams's point, the FBI guy. After his testimony was thrown out and we were done, he came over to me in the courtroom. He said, 'From the day you get your release the Bureau's gonna be on your ass, and I mean every day of your life. You understand? Nod your fucking head.' Foley was smiling as he said it.
You think is funny? Cundo said. This guy watching you all the time?
I think it's funny he believes he can do it. Assign a squad around the clock to watch one guy? They'd never do that, Foley said. Would they?
He started telling Cundo a little about Karen Sisco, knowing he'd never see her again, and her part in the hearing: how she told the court she never considered herself a hostage, she was armed the whole time. She believes I saved her life by putting her in the trunk.
The fucking hacks shooting at you, Cundo said. I believe it too. That's all Foley was going to say. But then he told Cundo he wasn't supposed to speak to Karen in court.
Megan asked me when I first saw Karen. I said she was coming around from the trunk of her car with a twelve-gauge. Foley paused thinking about it. But we didn't get to speak to each other in court.
Why not?
Megan didn't want us to show there was anything personal between us. Foley stopped there and Cundo said, Yeah ? I hadn't seen her since Detroit, months ago, Foley said.
When she was on the stand she glanced at me a couple of times, but that was it. I said to myself, Okay, it's over, not meant to be. Wait a minute you telling me you and this marshal had something going? Foley told it because it was an event in his life, one of the best things that ever happened to him. See, what we did, Karen and I took a time-out from who we are and spent the night together in Detroit. At a hotel.
Cundo said, Jesus Christ, you took the chick marshal to bed?
We made love, Foley said. There was nothing else we could do.
Man, you fucked a U. S. marshal?
A deputy marshal. It was real, not like a score. We both felt it, but knew there was no future in it.
No but you gonna remember her as long as you live.
The next day, Foley said, she shot me.
Listen, before we get out of here, Cundo said, I tell you about a woman who came to me and changed my life forever.
By the time Foley was looking at a few months before release, Cundo was telling him he should move to the Coast, have a look at Venice.
Experience the show it puts on, tattoo artists, fortune-tellers, drummers in a circle beating the shit out of their drums, their snares, congas, tin cans, all these people watching. You know Jim Morrison, the Doors? His ghost live in the hotel where he like to stay. This woman I tell you about sometime, Dawn, saw him one time in the hall. Cundo serious, then grinning, showing his teeth. You on that walk by the beach, look out. Here comes this chick in a bikini and the longest fucking legs you ever saw, she's Rollerblading through the crowd. Guys step aside and turn to check her out.
Cundo said, All right, now the real Venice.
Walk away from the beach. Now is homes, all size homes, old ones, new ones, some new ones so new they don't look like homes. Remember the hippies, how they were? Easy does it, never lost their cool. Tha's how I see the people who live in the homes, hippies who grew up and are good at whatever it is, painting there lot of artists here people in the movies, people design homes, own restaurants. You have to be a star at what you do to live here. But they don't care if anybody knows it. They don't make announcements, build high-risers on the beach. They leave the beach to the beach. They like to talk to each other and drink wine.
Cundo said, You see young gangsters giving each other serious eyes. You know how to talk to those guys. You can buy ganj, blow,
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