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Watcher In the Dark, Samauri
Brick stepped up on the curb, shaking his head, " What a piece of junk" he should'a rode the horse" Brick turned to see the trail of smoke being left behind by Bill's car as he drove away from the curb he wondered if Bill would even make it home. Headin up the stoop, to the front door, Brick stopped. The hairs on the back of his neck, began to stir, he felt as though eyes were on him from somewhere. His own eyes turned and scanned the street and saw nothing, then they moved to the roof tops across the way, As he searched the roof tops across the street, Brick thought he saw movement on the roof of the five story building kitty corner from his place it was brief, quick and dark. Brick thought for a moment but decided, he was in no shape to check it out. As he entered his front door, movement again, Brick turned suddenly, and felt pain in his chest and cringed. Taz, you goofy Cat, don't do that! His Cat Taz, rubbed up against his legs and purred " I guess your hungry", He punched the button on his telephone voice recorder. The first voice he heard, was one he didn't want to hear Rodney, Capt. Rowles, I hear you got yourself some bruised ribs, take a few days off, and get some rest. I don't want you chasin after that Shadow perp and endin up like those other Vic's. This is not a request! Got It ! Yea I got it! The second voice he heard was Erika LaPlant, the blond EMT from the Bus, "Brick, when you feel up to it, give me a call, you have my number" Brick didn't need coaxing he picked up the phone, and dialed her number. Erika answered the phone on the 3rd ring "Hello" " Hi Erika this is Brick, what's up"? " Not much, I was hoping you'd call, How ya feeling"? " Like I been hit by a truck,what are you doin tonight?" "Going out with you, if your up to it that is"? "Give me your address, I'll be there in an hour" She did, he cleaned up and was out the door. He fired up his 1965 Old's F85, and was gone. 15 minutes later he was at Erika's, she was waiting! She looked like a million bucks, Skirt, Blouse and flats. He whistled quietly through his teeth, as she jumped in " You like Irish food" " Sounds good to me" They pulled up in front of O'Mally"s, Brick the consummate gentleman, opened her door, they headed for the Bar. Brick again, felt the hairs prickling the back of his neck, he thought to himself, " We're being watched" And indeed, They Were! Tag, Your it Bob!
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