Roya FetovaA Crowdsourced Novel
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Tony Ferragamo parked his stolen car out front of the matchbox ranch and pushed the door bell. He peered down the block hoping he’d picked the right house. Rows of identical units, all different colors, most needing fresh paint. Houses of Nines—$9,999 in the 40s—built after WWII for the big glut of GIs coming home from the war. Continue reading
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Desi Grasso’s phone came alive with an electronic version of Ave Maria. After a pause, he answered it. “Speak.” His voice cracked and in his embarrassment, he knew nobody would ever mistake him for his Uncle.
“It’s Nick.” The metallic speaker made the voice more menacing. Desi recalled the expressionless eyes and asked, “Did you stake out Tony’s sister? Do you have him?” His Uncle taught him, always watch the family first. Continue reading
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Desi climbed into his car and smiled before he pulled out his phone to report. The city made it so easy. Force a police Sergeant to be a desk jockey. The boredom. The lousy pay. Expect him to be satisfied with that. Expect it to bother his conscience when he shares intel and crime reports with his good friends. No way. The organization paid a guy real cash for that kind of work and no income tax ever entered the picture. After all, that’s how things worked in Chi-Town. Continue reading
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“I’m sorry, Uncle Uomo. Both of ‘em were already dead when we got there.”
A massive fist, came down on the desk and Desi watched Grasso’s bloated jowls tighten. “Do not—do not ever simper with apologies. If that were necessary, you would already be…let us say I would have no further use for your services.” He scowled and leaned back in his massive chair, suddenly placid or seemingly so. Desi knew his uncle’s changing moods. Continue reading
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Stan Harris checked his service revolver and slipped his arms into his suit coat on the way out the building. The back seat of the Crown Vic made almost enough room for his big frame and he settled back while Special Agent Paul Schneider steered the car into traffic, then handed back a phone. Harris still refused to carry one. “St. Louis on the line, Stan.”
Harris took a deep breath before raising the phone to his face. “Sammy? Stan. No, I’m on my way to Joliet Airport to check on some dead mobsters. You got that St. Louis gravel truck shooting covered?” Continue reading
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Roya abruptly turned serious. “That was unprofessional of me—taunting him from the window when he’s stalking us. Now he knows where we are.” She said something sharp in Russian. “We played these cat and mouse games, my Sergey and I. We took risks—enjoyed the game so much.” Continue reading
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The train got underway and jostled Frank in his seat when Roya whispered in his ear. “Look at that guy in the lower level across the aisle. He tailed my Mustang and got on the train with me. Anything familiar about him?” Continue reading
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Tony cursed the traffic. A four-hour drive stretched to five in the aftermath of the downpour and it was getting dark. He pulled into a gas station. Tony wanted to keep tabs on his patsy, Frank Smith, but had to remain anonymous. It wouldn’t do to have two Frank Smiths around. Any number of two-bit street thugs might turn him in to the mob. In the dirty men’s room, he took off his suit and pulled on a worn pair of blue jeans and plain white tee shirt, tight, showing off his shoulders and biceps. He hadn’t shaved that morning and he let the stubble grow. A Cubs hat and a pair of wire-rims completed the disguise. Continue reading
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The rain stopped when Roya pulled onto the I-55 ramp and the Mustang’s acceleration forced Frank against the back of the passenger seat. “Nice car but it draws too much attention. So does your driving.”
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The aircraft radio crackled in Frank’s headset, “Three-Six-Victor, do you copy?”
Frank keyed the mike. “Three-six Victor. Negative 140 knots. Request vectors to Joliet.” He knew Midway got busy in bad weather. The heat of the city kept the ceiling high and everybody declared it as an alternate. Control would be happy to get him out of the way. Continue reading
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They probably removed the back seat of the Cessna to make room for contraband. Whatever the reason, something dug into Frank’s bruised side as he lay face-to-face with Roya and the turbulence got stronger. Continue reading
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