FIFTY-FIVE
“Alright, it seems the brother is moving on up. Hey, did you know he was that close with Maruichi? Man, only real close friends get invited, not just any brother from the hood,” Kowalski said with a smile.
“Do pipe down before I slap that snicker off your face.”
“Aw c’mon, you’re just talking, old-timer. Let’s not fight. Let’s do something useful and pull this sucker over.”
“For what possible reason?”
“Well, I’m sure you could think of some. He’s probably listening to rap and smoking a blunt. Shit, he might just have that forty stuck between his legs. He didn’t stop long enough at the last street sign. What da fuck? Do we really need a goddamn reason? We’re the police. We represent the law and I betcha your next paycheck that that cocksucker is up to something illegal. Now can we pull him over, pretty please with sprinkles on top?”
“No, I can’t agree with you. Yes, he’s probably up to something illegal but why rush in? I say we wait and see what other fish he’s frying besides his music thing and now his obvious involvement with a known mobster. I say we wait and give him a couple days. His fiancé should’ve received the package by now and had ample time to examine the photos,” Hall reasoned.
“Spoken like a true college boy. Anyway, I still think we should put more pressure on the bastard. Pull him over and toss him but I actually think you’re right. You know when his fiancé sees our handiwork, she may help us out after all,” Kowalski said and winked. Hall could see the devious smile on Kowalski’s face.
“What are you up to and what do you mean by ‘our handiwork’?” Hall’s curiosity peaked when he noticed that Kowalski was unable to contain his enthusiasm and broke into a wide grin. “Look, I’m letting you know now, if we’re going to bring the man down we’re going to be fair about it. Now tell me what exactly is ‘our handiwork’?” Hall was at his boiling point. The tailing car swerved excessively.
“Okay, okay you might as well know.”
“Know? Know what?” Hall yelled as he became really furious. “I just hope you’ve not done anything to fuck this investigation up. I’ll file a complaint against your white racist ass so fast your head will be in a spin.”
“No need to get emotional. I don’t think what I did will fuck up this investigation. I suspect it will speed up the investigation,” Kowalski said in a serious tone.
“Okay, let’s hear it.”
“I simply replaced his head with some other guy’s body who’s already fucking a girl. So, when she looks at the porno shots from the strip club, she’ll be convinced that he’s fucking...”
“Around on her with some other chick.”
“Yeah...Wham-bam. It’s a knock-out. You like it?” Kowalski was excited.
“No, I don’t like it. I think it stinks. What if she can identify that it’s not him? You know the woman just might know what her man’s private shit looks like. How do you account for that? That’s why it’s a dumb plan. No way its going to work.”
“What will you tell me if I say I can guarantee that it will work?”
“I’ll say stay off the internet and most importantly leave the photo work to the experts,” Hall said dismissing Kowalski. “Your guarantee that it will work is based on nothing.”
“I don’t have the scientific data to back this up but I bet after she sees the actual pictures of her man at the strip club getting expensive lap-dances and free feels, she’ll already have it in for him. Now when she puts that DVD in, she’s not going to want to see the whole thing. One headshot will be enough.”
“You’re saying she’s just going to be looking at his face and that’s it?” Hall asked sounding confused.
“No, she’s going to see his face and then see the face of another woman making out with her man.”
“You did what?” Hall sounded infuriated then a smile spread over his face. “You’re banking on the fact that she’ll be too pissed to notice nothing but his face and another woman’s face. Is this woman really giving it up to him? I mean on the DVD?” Hall asked.
“That DVD is hotter than R. Kelly’s.”
“Are you bootlegging this DVD? I got to see how this one works out,” Hall said.