Part 20 (2/2)

She found herself saying in a cold, flat voice, ”The girl's gone.”

Slim stiffened. He leaned forward to peer up at Ma, his thin lips lifting off his discolored teeth.

”You're lying,” he said. ”You've done something to her, haven't you?”

”She's gone,” Ma said. ”I went into her room a couple of hours ago--she wasn't there.”

Slim started up the stairs. Ma watched him come. When he reached her, she stared fixedly at him.

”You old cow,” Slim snarled. ”You're trying to frighten me, but I don't scare easily. If you've touched her, I'll kill you. I told you, didn't I? Anyone who touches her has me to reckon with.”

”She's gone,” Ma repeated.

Slim went past her, and down the pa.s.sage. He pushed open the door and went into the sitting room. He looked around, then entered die bedroom.

Ma waited. Her sagging face glistened with sweat. She could hear Slim moving from room to room. Flynn said, ”How did she get away, Ma?” Ma looked down at him. She saw the stark fear on his face. ”I don't know. I went in there. She had gone.”

”Where's Doc?” Woppy asked, a quaver in his voice.

”He's gone,” Ma said. ”You had better go too. We're washed up. This is the end of the road. The cops will have her by now.”

”If they had her,” Flynn said, ”they would be here by now.” He started up the stairs as Slim came out into the pa.s.sage. Slim had his knife in his hand. His yellow eyes were gleaming. Flynn paused, half way up the stairs, staring at Slim who moved silently and slowly towards Ma.

”You've killed her, haven't you?” Slim said. ”You always wanted to be rid of her. All right... so you killed her. Now, it's my turn. I'm going to kill you.”

”I haven't touched her,” Ma said, as motionless as a statue. ”Someone took her away. She couldn't have got away by herself. All right, Slim, go ahead and kill me if that's what you want. Then you won't have the girl and you won't have me. Maybe you'll be better off with neither of us.”

She was quick to see a sudden flicker of doubt in Slim's gleaming eyes.

”Go ahead,” she went on. ”See where it gets you. See what it'll be like to be on your own. You've always wanted to be the big shot, haven't you, Slim? But watch out. You won't be able to trust anyone. You'll have to keep under cover. You'll have to find some place to hide.” She stared at him. ”Where will you hide, Slim?”

The gleaming knife pointing at her wavered. Slim hesitated. He suddenly seemed lost as he looked from Ma to Flynn and back to Ma again.

”What are we going to do, Ma?” he asked. ”We've got to find her.”

Ma drew in a deep breath. It had been a close thing. Even now she was afraid to move.

A sudden commotion at the Club entrance made them all look around. Flynn's hand dropped on his gun b.u.t.t.

Doc Williams came panting up the stairs. His face was sweating and purple. He saw Slim standing by Ma, knife in hand. He saw Ma, stiff as a statue: Woppy leaning against the wall, his face the color of dough: Flynn with a half-drawn gun in his hand.

Unsteadily, he walked to the foot of the stairs.

”Rocco's got her!” he said. ”Hear that, Ma? That G.o.dd.a.m.n little wop's got her!”

Slim came down the stairs, shoving Flynn aside so violently Flynn nearly fell. Slim caught hold of Doc's s.h.i.+rt front and shook him.

”Where is he?” he snarled. ”How do you know he's got her?”

Ma came lumbering down the stairs. She caught hold of Slim's wrist and shoved him back.

”Leave him alone,” she said, then to Doc, ”Let's have it. Are you sure Rocco's got her?”

Doc wiped his sweating face.

”Get me a drink,” he said and went over to sit on one of the sofas.

Ma signaled to Woppy, who ran into the bar.

”When I left you, Ma,” Doc said. ”I was ready to pull out. I felt bad. I had to have a drink. I went to the bar at the corner...”

Woppy came over to him and thrust a tumbler half full of whiskey into his hand. Doc drank greedily, then he set the gla.s.s down.

”Get on with it!” Slim snarled.

”I got talking to the barman,” Doc said. ”He asked me who the redhead was he had seen getting into a taxi with Rocco. I sat like a fool, drinking and talking for over an hour before it jelled. I came right back, Ma. It adds up, doesn't it? Rocco and a redhead. It would be his way of leveling the score.”

Slim started towards the exit.

”Wait!” Ma said. ”Don't go off half-c.o.c.ked...”

Slim didn't even look around. He went down the steps, jerked open the door and moved out into the darkening courtyard.

”Go after him,” Ma said to Flynn, ”and you too, Woppy.”

”To h.e.l.l with him,” Flynn said. ”I'm getting out of here. I've had enough. Give me some money, Ma. I'm quitting.”

”Oh, no you're not,” Ma said. ”You've got nowhere to quit to, you dope! You're getting no money from me! Go after him and you too, Woppy!”

Flynn hesitated, then cursing under his breath, he jerked his head at Woppy and went down the steps to the door.

When Woppy had followed him out into the darkness, Ma put her hand on Doc's shoulder.

”I thought I'd seen the last of you, Doc,” she said. ”Now what are you going to do?”

Doc was a little drunk.

”What is there to do? I was going on the run, Ma, but I suddenly realized there was nowhere to run to. He'll bring her back and it'll start all over again.”

”He hasn't got her yet,” Ma said. ”You stick with me, Doc. I'll find a way out of this mess. You stick with me.”

5.

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