A Walk Among the Tombstones

by Lawrence Block

Page 38

 

  I found his beeper number in my notebook, but before I could dial it the phone rang, and it was TJ.

  "Man was just here," he said. He sounded excited. "Just on this phone. "

  "It must have been someone else. "

  "No chance, Vance. Mean dude, you look at him an you know you seein evil. Wasnt you just talkin to him? I got this flash, said my man Matt is talkin to this dude. "

  "I was, but I got off the phone with him at least ten minutes ago. Maybe closer to fifteen. "

  "Yeah, be about right. "

  "I thought youd call right away. "

  "I couldnt, man. I had to follow the dude. "

  "You followed him?"

  "What you think I do, run away when I see him comin? I dont walk out arm in arm with the man, but he walk out an I give him a minute an I slip out after him. "

  "Thats dangerous TJ. The mans a killer. "

  "Man, am I supposed to be impressed? Im on the Deuce bout every day of my life. Cant walk down that street without youre followin some killer or other. "

  "Where did he go?"

  "Turned left, walked to the corner. "

  "Forty-ninth Street. "

  "Then walked across to the deli on the other side of the avenue. Went inside, stayed a minute or two, came out again. Dont guess he had them make him a sandwich on account of he wasnt in there that long. Could of picked up a six-pack. Package he carried was about that size. "

  "Then where did he go?"

  "Back the way he came. Sucker walked right past me, crossed Fifth again, and hes headin straight back for the laundry. I thought, shit, cant follow him back in there, have to hang around outside until he makes his call. "

  "He didnt call here again. "

  "Didnt call nowhere, cause he didnt go inside the laundry. Got in his car an drove off. Didnt even know he had a car until he got into it. It was parked just the other side of the laundry, where you couldnt see it if you were sittin where I was. "

  "A car or a truck?"

  "Said a car. I tried to stay with it but there wasnt no way. I was layin half a block back, not wantin to tag him too close on his way back to the laundry, and he was in the car an outta there before I could do nothin. Time I could get to the corner he was around it an out of sight. "

  "But you got a good look at him. "

  "Him? Yeah, I saw him. "

  "You could recognize him again?"

  "Man, could you recognize yo mama? Kind of a question is that? Man is five-eleven, one hundred seventy pounds, real light brown hair, has eyeglasses with brown plastic frames. Wearin black leather lace-up shoes an navy pants and a blue zip-up jacket. An about the lamest sport shirt you ever saw. Blue an white checks. Could I recognize him? Man, if I could draw Ida drawed him. You put me with that artist you was tellin me about, wed wind up with somethin looked more like him than a photograph. "

  "Im impressed. "

  "Yeah? Car was a Honda Civic, sort of a blue-gray, a little beat up. Up until he got into it I figured Id follow him right back to where hes stayin. He snatched somebody, right?"

  "Yes. "

  "Who?"

  "A fourteen-year-old girl. "

  "Motherfucker," he said. "I knowed that, maybe I tag him a little closer, run a little faster. "

  "You did fine. "

  "What I think I do now, I check out the neighborhood some. Maybe I see where he park his car. "

  "If youre sure youd recognize it. "

  "Well, I got the plate number. Be a lot of Hondas, but not too many got the same license plate. "

  He read it out to me and I jotted it down and started to tell him how pleased I was with his performance.

  He didnt let me finish. "Man," he said, exasperated, "how long we gonna go on this way, with you bein stone amazed every time I do somethin right?"

  "ITS going to take us a few hours to get the money together," I told him when he called again. "Its more than he has and its going to be difficult to raise it at this hour. "

  "Youre not trying to lower the price, are you?"

  "No, but if you want the whole amount youll have to be patient. "

  "How much do you have now?"

  "I dont have a count. "

  "Ill call in an hour," he said.

  * * *

  "YOU can use this phone," I told Yuri. "He wont be calling for the next hour. How much have we got?"

  "A little over four," Kenan said. "Less than half. "

  "Not enough. "

  "I dont know," he said. "One way to look at it, who else are they gonna sell her to? If you tell him this is all we got, take it or leave it, whats he gonna do?"

  "The trouble is you dont know what hes likely to do. "

  "Yeah, I keep forgetting hes a lunatic. "

  "He wants a reason to kill the girl. " I didnt want to stress this in front of Yuri, but it had to be said. "Thats what got them started in the first place. They like killing. Shes alive, and hell keep her alive as long a shes their ticket to the money, but hell kill her the minute he thinks he can get away with it, or that hes lost his shot at the money. I dont want to tell him weve only got half a mil. Id rather show up with half a mil and tell him its the whole thing, and hope he doesnt count it until weve got the girl back. "

  Kenan thought about this. "The trouble is," he said, "the cocksucker already knows what four hundred thousand looks like. "

  "See if you can raise some more," I said, and went off to use the Snoopy phone.

  THERE used to be a number you called at the Department of Motor Vehicles. You gave your shield number and told them the plate you wanted to trace and somebody looked it up and read it off to you. I no longer knew that special number, and had a feeling it had long since been phased out. Nobody answered the listed number for DMV.

  I called Durkin but he wasnt at the station house. Kelly wasnt at his desk, either, and there was no point in paging him, because he couldnt do what I wanted him to do from a distance. I remembered when Id been in to pick up the Gotteskind file from Durkin and pictured Bellamy at the adjacent desk, having a one-sided conversation with his computer terminal.

  I called Midtown North and got him. "Matt Scudder," I said.

  "Oh, hey," he said. "How you doing? Joes not around, Im afraid. "

  "Thats okay," I said. "Maybe you can do me a favor. I was riding around with a friend of mine and some son of a bitch in a Honda Civic clipped her fender and just plain took off. Most flagrant thing you ever saw. "

  "Damn. And you were in the car when it happened? Mans a fool, leaving the scene of an accident. Most likely drunk or on drugs. "

  "I wouldnt be surprised. The thing is-"

  "You got the plate? Ill run it for you. "

  "Id really appreciate it. "

  "Hey, nothing to it. I just ask the computer. Hang on. "

  I waited.

  "Damn," he said.

  "Something the matter?"

  "Well, they changed the damn password for getting into the DMV data bank. I enter like youre supposed to and it wont let me in. Keeps saying back Invalid Password. If you call tomorrow Im sure-"

  "Id love to move on this tonight. Before he gets a chance to sober up, if you follow me. "

  "Oh, definitely. If I could help you-"

  "Isnt there someone you can call?"

  Yeah," he said with feeling. "That bitch down in Records, but shell tell me she cant give it out. I get that crap from her all the time. "

  "Tell her its a Code Five emergency. "

  "Say that again?"

  "Just tell her its a Code Five emergency," I said, "and shed better give you the password before you wind up with circuits backed up all the way to Cleveland. "

  "Never heard that before," he said. "Hang on, Ill give it a shot. "

  He put me on Hold. Across the room, Michael Jackson peeked at me through the fingers of his white glove. Bellamy came back on the line and said, "Damn if it didnt work. Code Five emergency. Cut right through the bullshit. S
he came up with the password. Lemme enter it. There you go. Now what was that license number?"

  I gave it to him.

  "Lets just see what we get. Okay, didnt take long. Vehicle is a Eighty-eight Honda Civic two-door, color is pewter… Pewter? Man, why cant they say gray? But you dont care about that. Owner is- you got a pencil? Callander, Raymond Joseph. " He spelled the last name. "Address is Thirty-four Penelope Avenue. Thats in Queens, but where in Queens? You ever hear of Penelope Avenue?"

  "I dont think so. "

  "Man, I live in Queens, and its a new one on me. Wait, heres the zip. One-one-three-seven-nine. Thats Middle Village, innit? Never heard of no Penelope Avenue. "

  "Ill find it. "

  "Yeah, well, I guess youre motivated, arent you? Hope nobody in the car was hurt. "

  "No, just a little body damage. "

  "Nail him good, leaving the scene like that. Other hand, you report it and your friends insurance rates go up. Best thing might be if you and him can work something out private, but thats probably what you got in mind, huh?" He chuckled. "Code Five," he said. "Man, that really lit a fire under that girl. I owe you for that. "

  "My pleasure. "

  "No, I really mean it. I run into problems with this thing all the time. Thats gonna save me a lot of major headaches. "

  "Well, if you really figure you owe me-"

  "Go ahead. "

  "I just wondered if he had a sheet, our Mr. Callander. "

  "Now thats easy to check. Dont have to call a Code Five cause I happen to know that entry code. Hang on now. Nope. "

  "Nothing?"

  "Far as the state of New York is concerned, hes a Boy Scout. Code Five. Whats it mean, anyway?"

  "Lets just say its high level. "

  "I guess. "

  "If you get a hard time," I heard myself say, "just tell them theyre supposed to know that a Code Five supersedes and countermands their standing instructions. "

  "Supersedes and countermands?"

  "Thats it. "

  "Supersedes and countermands their standing instructions. "

  "You got it. But dont use it on routine matters. "

  "God no," he said. "Wouldnt want to wear it out. "

  FOR a moment there Id thought we had a bead on him. I had a name now, and an address, but it wasnt the address I wanted. They were somewhere in Sunset Park, in Brooklyn. The address was somewhere in Middle Village, in Queens.

  I called Queens Information and dialed the number given to me. The phone made that sound theyve developed, somewhere between a tone and a squawk, and a recording told me the number I had reached was no longer in service. I called information again and reported this, and the operator checked and told me that the termination of service was recent and the listing had not been deleted yet. I asked if there was a new number. She said there was not. I asked if she could tell me when service had been terminated and she said she couldnt.