Jamie was going to her car, and all the outside lights had been turned off only moments before she stepped out of her apartment. She stepped into the dark of night, and when she walked between two buildings she heard the growl of a wild beast. It was something that could only come from a jungle, and it sounded like a big cat, but it was a very dangerous man and she knew it. Then she heard his viciously threatening words, “
hey baby you’re going to a party tonight.” Fear ran through her faster than she could run, and she never made it to her car. Cut--
Jack Mc Corrick was a private detective in search of missing persons and runaways, and Jack and his secretary turned
to look at the wealthy man that had just walked into his office. The door closed behind him, and he was in the state of mental shock, when he said, “ my daughter has just been kidnapped and I want her back.” Cut—
Looking for clues at her apartment Jack looked out the big picture window to see three big black men walk on by. All three looked right at him, then two looked away, as if they were guilty of
something, but one guy kept on looking at him as he slowly walked on by. His hair was shaved off on all sides of his head, but he still wore what hair was left on the top, and it
looked like a three inch high brillo pad on the top of his head. Jack could not tell if he was trying to smile, or trying to insult his intelligence. His bright white teeth looked like ivory, and they were spaced apart like the white key’s on a piano.
Stopping what he was doing Jack stood up after they had passed by the window, and he continued to watch until they were out of sight. The hair on the back of his neck was standing straight out, when he heard Lt. Clubow say, “ I didn’t know that piece of shit was even in town. I really figured somebody would have killed him by now.”
Jack turned to see the lieutenant standing in the shadows of the hallway, and chewing on a wooden matchstick. All three of them made Jacks skin crawl, so he asked," all three of them gave me the creeps. Which one are you talking about?"
Stepping out of the shadows, and into the light of the living room he took the matchstick out of his mouth and said," the one with that damned brillo pad on the top of his head. His real name is Miles Brown, but he goes by the name of Darkie. He's been arrested numerous times for selling heroine, rape, white slavery, and even murder, but he's never been convicted for anything. I don't know who, but he has got some real big connections somewhere around here."
Their eyes were making direct contact when Clubow said," you be careful Jack he's dangerous. You be real careful.