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Garbage Gold
Clyde Quintos is a computer hacker who once tried ‘Identification theft’ and stole more than 5000$ from his effort. Then he heard that someone named Rolly Valero was trying to sell ‘contacts’—names of people and their credit account numbers.
Most people are careless with what they throw as trash. And most people throw mails and receipts from banks and companies in the garbage—not burn or shred them. And that’s how Rolly ‘RV’ Valero collects his ‘contacts’ or ‘hit list’—through garbage!
CQ will buy RV’s ‘hit list’ tonight.
But Rolly was having a fierce quarrel with his girl (milking cow is more precise).
‘I’m paying for all our expenses and now you’ll even put me into debt!’ Sally screamed. Rolly made a blunder by showing his ‘hit list’ as proof of his labor. Sally grabbed it and said, ’I don’t trust you no more! I can sell this myself.’
‘Hey! You don’t have to do that! I’ve got someone buying that tonight all ready!’ Rolly shouted back.
But Sally was already outside slamming the door.
Sally bakes and sells home-made cookies and pastries and Sam Maceda is her number one customer. Sam is 75 and was beginning to have amnesia. He was driving when he decided to stop by Sally’s favorite hang-out—the Sunshine Café.
After Sally left the apartment, Rolly was roughed-up by two thugs from whom he owed gambling debts.
‘I’ve got a hit list someone’s buying from me at nine tonight. If I could just get it from my girl, I’ll give it to you. Worth at least 20 grands.’ Rolly explained to the two.
‘Orright,’ Al Garcia growled. ‘Show us the girl with the list.’ He turned to his partner. ‘That okay?’
‘Beats waiting.’ Benny ‘BA’ Amante said with a shrug.
They saw Sally walking towards Sunshine and followed her.
But she went inside the big mall that the Sunshine cafe occupies and they lost her.
‘My buyer’s waiting for me in a nearby restaurant. You should let me talk to him before he leaves.’ Rolly told the thugs.
‘Go with him and watch them,’ Al said to his partner. ‘I’ll stay here and maybe spot Sally.’
Clyde saw Rolly arguing with the guard outside the door. He stood up and walked toward them.
‘Something wrong?’ He asked.
‘This man is insisting to go inside sir.’ The guard said.
‘I’ts okay. I know him. You can leave us pal.’ Clyde told him. The guard left.
‘My girl ran off with the list.’ RV said. ‘I have to get it from her. But I have to find her first.’
‘So find her.’
‘Ahh…you see it got complicated. That guy out there—Sally owes him a lot of money’ He lied. ‘ He’s the one who bruised my face and now he wants the list for himself.’
‘Does he have a piece?’
‘A 38. That’s the big dude in a dark jacket.’
‘Wait here. When the guard takes him away, go and find your girl.’
‘Sure.’
Clyde walked toward a guard and talked to him for a few seconds. Then the guard approached Benny. They talked for a while than the guard patted BA down, took BA’s gun, then handcuffed him and took him away.
Sam Maceda was trying to look for Sally outside the mall. He was on the big parking area of the mall now when he saw a guard coming.
‘Looking for something sir?’ The guard asked.
‘Yes. I’m just hoping a friend of mine might be around here. She frequents Sunshine at this time a lot.’
The guard was thinking. The name on his badge said Figuerra.
‘Well, I hope you see her sir.’ The guard walked away.
Sam decided to look around a minute more then went back for his car. He was on a deserted area of the parking lot when he tripped over something. He looked down and saw it was Sally.
‘Sally! What happened?!’ He said aloud.
No answer.
‘Sally?’ Then he saw the blood on her chest. He reached and felt for her pulse. No beating. He saw a piece of paper beside her and picked it up and pocketed it. It might be important to her relatives. Then he heard someone shouting.
‘Hey! What happened?!’ He was a young employee at the mall.
Sam just kept staring at Sally. Then he said,’Get the police.’
An officer of the Las Palmas PD arrived and told the crowd to keep away from the crime scene. A mall guard went near the cop and asked him,’Need help?’
‘Not really. Do I know you?’
‘Mel Figuerra. Moonlighting here. I’m with the LP traffic department.’
‘Then you can help secure the area. Thanks.’
Mr. Maceda was taken to the LPPD station for questioning. Detective Joe Picasso interviewed him for about twenty minutes. Then he was allowed to go. Sam forgot to show him the piece of paper he took near the body of Sally.
Back home, Sam was changing clothes when he got hold of Sally’s paper. He unfolded it and read it. All he saw were names and numbers. None of them familiar to him. More importantly, none of them seems to be a relative of Sally. He decided to use it as a bookmark and inserted it in a book by Agatha he was reading.
Carmi does rackets on and off with Al Garcia and Benny Amante. The two idiots had just told her about their latest dumb move.
‘Have you checked Rolly’s place?’ She asked them.
‘Last night after the cops let Benny loose. One a.m. he still wasn’t there so we split.’
Clyde was relaxing with Carla Soriano, his girlfriend, in his hotel room.
‘My boss at the office is harassing me,’ Carla was telling him. ‘He wants me in bed and he’s threatening to fire me. Will you do something about that?’
‘Sorry babe. I’m not a muscle.’
‘Will you just try talking to him please?’ She was starting to sob.
‘I’m a businessman. Find some other goon to do him.’
Carla was suddenly angry. ‘Sure. I’ll find somebody with guts which you obviously haven’t got.’ She said loudly.
Al Garcia was surprised to see it was Carla who was at the door.
‘Hey Carla babe! Been a long time!’
Carla hugged and said. ’Oh Al, I’m in trouble.’
‘That so?’
She told him how her boss was forcing her to commit fraud et cetera…
‘So what’s your plan?’ Al asked.
‘Anything you can do to lay him off me.’
‘Hmmm…’
Sam Maceda lives at a condo called Alta Vista. Rolly Valero, dressed in a coverall uniform of an electrician, entered the building and approached the receptionist.
‘Good afternoon ma’am.’ Rolly greeted her. ‘Somebody called our office and told us you need your wirings checked in some rooms.’
‘Sorry. But I don’t know anything about that.’
Rolly looked at his clipboard and said, ‘But it says here Alta Vista,’ then added the condo’s address and phone number.
‘Maybe some of the owners called.’
‘Someone named Maceda.’
‘OK. Oh! But he’s out… I almost forgot.’
‘There might be a fire hazard in his room,’ Rolly persisted.
‘Oh. All right. Here’s his key.’
When Rolly left Alta Vista, Carmi was tailing him until he arrived at his apartment. After about fifteen minutes inside, Rolly got out looking terrified and very edgy. Then after he drove his car off, Carmi approached the house to see if she could take a peek inside. She found a slightly open curtain and peeked. What she saw also surprised her—a wrecked bedroom. Drawers, closets, tables; almost everything upturned or thrown down.
Carla was speaking to her boss on the phone.
‘I’ve decided to do what you want. Why don’t you come tonight at my place so we can have a little party or celebration?’
‘Well, I’m sure glad to hear that. Okay. Would nine suit you?’
‘Fine. I’ll be waiting.’
They hung up.
Rolly decided to make another ‘hit list’ since there were still some receipts he hadn’t thrown away although they were only half of the list Sally had taken.
Clyde didn’t know that he was committing the mistake of his life when he decided to drop by at Carla’s place.
‘Go away.’ She said when she saw it was him.
‘I just want a little celebration with you babe.’
‘What celebration?’
‘I just hit a big pay-off.’ He pulled out a five-hundred bill and pushed it inside her shorts. Then he took out a small vial from his pant pocket and handed it to her. Her resistance failed and forgot everything. Clyde went inside without prompting. Carla prepared some of the powder then snorted it.
After they drank champagne and had some sex, Carla told him, ‘We have to postpone this dear. I’ve got a visitor coming. Pure business.’
But Clyde pulled out another vial from his pants.
Al and Benny were now executing the plan. Al rang the bell on Carla’s door and waited.
The bell startled Carla. Because of the wine and dope, she was disoriented; out of reality. She didn’t know if Clyde left or when.
The bell rang again.
She straightened her robe, went to the door, and opened it.
There were two men masked in wool outside. She forgot about the plan. She screamed and went on screaming
‘Why the hell are you screaming?’ Al asked. When she continued doing that, Al pulled out his .38 and whacked her behind the ear. She fell down unconscious.
Clyde sped into the living room from the kitchen. He saw the two men and thought ‘mob hitmen.’ His .25 was in his pants. And his pants were on the floor. He dove down and groped for his gun. He found the gun and raised it.
But Al aimed first and fired twice. Clyde managed to squeeze a shot which just went wild. Then he remained still.
The hitmen took a good look at the dead dude. He wasn’t the man Carla described as his boss.
Unknown to all, Carla’s boss was presently drunk and had forgotten about his date with Carla.
Benny checked Carla’s condition and saw that she was unconscious but not in danger. He and Al wrapped Clyde’s body into a rug.
‘Let’s loot the place. This must look like a robbery,’ said Al.
They took all the jewelries and cash. Al found Clyde’s wallet and saw the name on the driver’s license: Clyde Quintos. They took the rug-wrapped body into their pick-up. They plan to dump it at some river out of town.
Mr. Maceda came home one night to find his house trashed and searched. It looked as though a gang ramble had taken place inside. After informing the police, he suddenly remembered the piece of paper he took near the body of Sally. He’s still wondering what those names and numbers on the list meant. Maybe this list was what the intruder was looking for.
He decided to make a photocopy of the list then give the original copy to the LPPD. Maybe he might play detective and explore this clue. His life had been lacking excitement for a long time anyway.
After Lt. Picasso of the LPPD saw the 'hit list' clue, he decided to visit Sally Valles' next door neighbor.
'Do you know anyone who visits her?...relatives or friends?' Joe P asked Mrs. Rivas.
'My daughter is...rather was a friend of hers. Maybe she knows but she's out yet.'
'Would you please give me a call when she's available?'
'Sure I would officer.'
Thank you ma'am.'
Joe P gave her his card then said goodbye.
The next day, Mr. Maceda was found murdered.
Mrs. Rivas phoned Joe Picasso and informed him that the murdered man visited her yesterday asking about Sally. Joe P decided that he must talk to her personally as soon as possible.
This time, it was Nina the daughter of Mrs. Rivas who were talking.
'I saw Rolly coming in with a man and a lady and they all seemed upset,' Nina said.
'Anything else unusual you noticed?'
'Aah... I don't think so. But I took down their car's plate number just in case they're...you know...involved.'
'You've got a wise daughter here Mrs. Rivas,' Joe turned to her. 'And I've got a feeling she'd just put a nail on the coffin.' Joe P said smiling.
The LPPD traced the plate number to a certain Carmi Laperia. Address: 5542 Ortega Avenue. After a few more hours, Joe P and his partner Bravo were there knocking on the door.
Carmi opened the door and was shown a search warrant. They were interrogating her when Mel Figuerra entered the house.
'Excellent timing Mel! Bravo greeted with enthusiasm. He remembered the security guard from Sally’s crime scene. ‘Just in time for our interview.’
After Mel was bodily searched, they found a photocopy of the ‘hit list.’
Both Mel and Carmi ended up testifying and accusing each other as the mastermind and killer of Sally and Mr. Maceda.
When the LPPD got hold of Rolly for questioning, his statement was: ‘Mel and Carmi were forcing me to produce a list I know nothing about.’
In retrospect, Joe P thought this was the most farcical and wasteful case he ever had. Two murders for a ‘hit list’ where no one hit pay dirt (as far as the investigation went).
Garbage Gold.
Garbage indeed.
Clyde Quintos is a computer hacker who once tried ‘Identification theft’ and stole more than 5000$ from his effort. Then he heard that someone named Rolly Valero was trying to sell ‘contacts’—names of people and their credit account numbers.
Most people are careless with what they throw as trash. And most people throw mails and receipts from banks and companies in the garbage—not burn or shred them. And that’s how Rolly ‘RV’ Valero collects his ‘contacts’ or ‘hit list’—through garbage!
CQ will buy RV’s ‘hit list’ tonight.
But Rolly was having a fierce quarrel with his girl (milking cow is more precise).
‘I’m paying for all our expenses and now you’ll even put me into debt!’ Sally screamed. Rolly made a blunder by showing his ‘hit list’ as proof of his labor. Sally grabbed it and said, ’I don’t trust you no more! I can sell this myself.’
‘Hey! You don’t have to do that! I’ve got someone buying that tonight all ready!’ Rolly shouted back.
But Sally was already outside slamming the door.
Sally bakes and sells home-made cookies and pastries and Sam Maceda is her number one customer. Sam is 75 and was beginning to have amnesia. He was driving when he decided to stop by Sally’s favorite hang-out—the Sunshine Café.
After Sally left the apartment, Rolly was roughed-up by two thugs from whom he owed gambling debts.
‘I’ve got a hit list someone’s buying from me at nine tonight. If I could just get it from my girl, I’ll give it to you. Worth at least 20 grands.’ Rolly explained to the two.
‘Orright,’ Al Garcia growled. ‘Show us the girl with the list.’ He turned to his partner. ‘That okay?’
‘Beats waiting.’ Benny ‘BA’ Amante said with a shrug.
They saw Sally walking towards Sunshine and followed her.
But she went inside the big mall that the Sunshine cafe occupies and they lost her.
‘My buyer’s waiting for me in a nearby restaurant. You should let me talk to him before he leaves.’ Rolly told the thugs.
‘Go with him and watch them,’ Al said to his partner. ‘I’ll stay here and maybe spot Sally.’
Clyde saw Rolly arguing with the guard outside the door. He stood up and walked toward them.
‘Something wrong?’ He asked.
‘This man is insisting to go inside sir.’ The guard said.
‘I’ts okay. I know him. You can leave us pal.’ Clyde told him. The guard left.
‘My girl ran off with the list.’ RV said. ‘I have to get it from her. But I have to find her first.’
‘So find her.’
‘Ahh…you see it got complicated. That guy out there—Sally owes him a lot of money’ He lied. ‘ He’s the one who bruised my face and now he wants the list for himself.’
‘Does he have a piece?’
‘A 38. That’s the big dude in a dark jacket.’
‘Wait here. When the guard takes him away, go and find your girl.’
‘Sure.’
Clyde walked toward a guard and talked to him for a few seconds. Then the guard approached Benny. They talked for a while than the guard patted BA down, took BA’s gun, then handcuffed him and took him away.
Sam Maceda was trying to look for Sally outside the mall. He was on the big parking area of the mall now when he saw a guard coming.
‘Looking for something sir?’ The guard asked.
‘Yes. I’m just hoping a friend of mine might be around here. She frequents Sunshine at this time a lot.’
The guard was thinking. The name on his badge said Figuerra.
‘Well, I hope you see her sir.’ The guard walked away.
Sam decided to look around a minute more then went back for his car. He was on a deserted area of the parking lot when he tripped over something. He looked down and saw it was Sally.
‘Sally! What happened?!’ He said aloud.
No answer.
‘Sally?’ Then he saw the blood on her chest. He reached and felt for her pulse. No beating. He saw a piece of paper beside her and picked it up and pocketed it. It might be important to her relatives. Then he heard someone shouting.
‘Hey! What happened?!’ He was a young employee at the mall.
Sam just kept staring at Sally. Then he said,’Get the police.’
An officer of the Las Palmas PD arrived and told the crowd to keep away from the crime scene. A mall guard went near the cop and asked him,’Need help?’
‘Not really. Do I know you?’
‘Mel Figuerra. Moonlighting here. I’m with the LP traffic department.’
‘Then you can help secure the area. Thanks.’
Mr. Maceda was taken to the LPPD station for questioning. Detective Joe Picasso interviewed him for about twenty minutes. Then he was allowed to go. Sam forgot to show him the piece of paper he took near the body of Sally.
Back home, Sam was changing clothes when he got hold of Sally’s paper. He unfolded it and read it. All he saw were names and numbers. None of them familiar to him. More importantly, none of them seems to be a relative of Sally. He decided to use it as a bookmark and inserted it in a book by Agatha he was reading.
Carmi does rackets on and off with Al Garcia and Benny Amante. The two idiots had just told her about their latest dumb move.
‘Have you checked Rolly’s place?’ She asked them.
‘Last night after the cops let Benny loose. One a.m. he still wasn’t there so we split.’
Clyde was relaxing with Carla Soriano, his girlfriend, in his hotel room.
‘My boss at the office is harassing me,’ Carla was telling him. ‘He wants me in bed and he’s threatening to fire me. Will you do something about that?’
‘Sorry babe. I’m not a muscle.’
‘Will you just try talking to him please?’ She was starting to sob.
‘I’m a businessman. Find some other goon to do him.’
Carla was suddenly angry. ‘Sure. I’ll find somebody with guts which you obviously haven’t got.’ She said loudly.
Al Garcia was surprised to see it was Carla who was at the door.
‘Hey Carla babe! Been a long time!’
Carla hugged and said. ’Oh Al, I’m in trouble.’
‘That so?’
She told him how her boss was forcing her to commit fraud et cetera…
‘So what’s your plan?’ Al asked.
‘Anything you can do to lay him off me.’
‘Hmmm…’
Sam Maceda lives at a condo called Alta Vista. Rolly Valero, dressed in a coverall uniform of an electrician, entered the building and approached the receptionist.
‘Good afternoon ma’am.’ Rolly greeted her. ‘Somebody called our office and told us you need your wirings checked in some rooms.’
‘Sorry. But I don’t know anything about that.’
Rolly looked at his clipboard and said, ‘But it says here Alta Vista,’ then added the condo’s address and phone number.
‘Maybe some of the owners called.’
‘Someone named Maceda.’
‘OK. Oh! But he’s out… I almost forgot.’
‘There might be a fire hazard in his room,’ Rolly persisted.
‘Oh. All right. Here’s his key.’
When Rolly left Alta Vista, Carmi was tailing him until he arrived at his apartment. After about fifteen minutes inside, Rolly got out looking terrified and very edgy. Then after he drove his car off, Carmi approached the house to see if she could take a peek inside. She found a slightly open curtain and peeked. What she saw also surprised her—a wrecked bedroom. Drawers, closets, tables; almost everything upturned or thrown down.
Carla was speaking to her boss on the phone.
‘I’ve decided to do what you want. Why don’t you come tonight at my place so we can have a little party or celebration?’
‘Well, I’m sure glad to hear that. Okay. Would nine suit you?’
‘Fine. I’ll be waiting.’
They hung up.
Rolly decided to make another ‘hit list’ since there were still some receipts he hadn’t thrown away although they were only half of the list Sally had taken.
Clyde didn’t know that he was committing the mistake of his life when he decided to drop by at Carla’s place.
‘Go away.’ She said when she saw it was him.
‘I just want a little celebration with you babe.’
‘What celebration?’
‘I just hit a big pay-off.’ He pulled out a five-hundred bill and pushed it inside her shorts. Then he took out a small vial from his pant pocket and handed it to her. Her resistance failed and forgot everything. Clyde went inside without prompting. Carla prepared some of the powder then snorted it.
After they drank champagne and had some sex, Carla told him, ‘We have to postpone this dear. I’ve got a visitor coming. Pure business.’
But Clyde pulled out another vial from his pants.
Al and Benny were now executing the plan. Al rang the bell on Carla’s door and waited.
The bell startled Carla. Because of the wine and dope, she was disoriented; out of reality. She didn’t know if Clyde left or when.
The bell rang again.
She straightened her robe, went to the door, and opened it.
There were two men masked in wool outside. She forgot about the plan. She screamed and went on screaming
‘Why the hell are you screaming?’ Al asked. When she continued doing that, Al pulled out his .38 and whacked her behind the ear. She fell down unconscious.
Clyde sped into the living room from the kitchen. He saw the two men and thought ‘mob hitmen.’ His .25 was in his pants. And his pants were on the floor. He dove down and groped for his gun. He found the gun and raised it.
But Al aimed first and fired twice. Clyde managed to squeeze a shot which just went wild. Then he remained still.
The hitmen took a good look at the dead dude. He wasn’t the man Carla described as his boss.
Unknown to all, Carla’s boss was presently drunk and had forgotten about his date with Carla.
Benny checked Carla’s condition and saw that she was unconscious but not in danger. He and Al wrapped Clyde’s body into a rug.
‘Let’s loot the place. This must look like a robbery,’ said Al.
They took all the jewelries and cash. Al found Clyde’s wallet and saw the name on the driver’s license: Clyde Quintos. They took the rug-wrapped body into their pick-up. They plan to dump it at some river out of town.
Mr. Maceda came home one night to find his house trashed and searched. It looked as though a gang ramble had taken place inside. After informing the police, he suddenly remembered the piece of paper he took near the body of Sally. He’s still wondering what those names and numbers on the list meant. Maybe this list was what the intruder was looking for.
He decided to make a photocopy of the list then give the original copy to the LPPD. Maybe he might play detective and explore this clue. His life had been lacking excitement for a long time anyway.
After Lt. Picasso of the LPPD saw the 'hit list' clue, he decided to visit Sally Valles' next door neighbor.
'Do you know anyone who visits her?...relatives or friends?' Joe P asked Mrs. Rivas.
'My daughter is...rather was a friend of hers. Maybe she knows but she's out yet.'
'Would you please give me a call when she's available?'
'Sure I would officer.'
Thank you ma'am.'
Joe P gave her his card then said goodbye.
The next day, Mr. Maceda was found murdered.
Mrs. Rivas phoned Joe Picasso and informed him that the murdered man visited her yesterday asking about Sally. Joe P decided that he must talk to her personally as soon as possible.
This time, it was Nina the daughter of Mrs. Rivas who were talking.
'I saw Rolly coming in with a man and a lady and they all seemed upset,' Nina said.
'Anything else unusual you noticed?'
'Aah... I don't think so. But I took down their car's plate number just in case they're...you know...involved.'
'You've got a wise daughter here Mrs. Rivas,' Joe turned to her. 'And I've got a feeling she'd just put a nail on the coffin.' Joe P said smiling.
The LPPD traced the plate number to a certain Carmi Laperia. Address: 5542 Ortega Avenue. After a few more hours, Joe P and his partner Bravo were there knocking on the door.
Carmi opened the door and was shown a search warrant. They were interrogating her when Mel Figuerra entered the house.
'Excellent timing Mel! Bravo greeted with enthusiasm. He remembered the security guard from Sally’s crime scene. ‘Just in time for our interview.’
After Mel was bodily searched, they found a photocopy of the ‘hit list.’
Both Mel and Carmi ended up testifying and accusing each other as the mastermind and killer of Sally and Mr. Maceda.
When the LPPD got hold of Rolly for questioning, his statement was: ‘Mel and Carmi were forcing me to produce a list I know nothing about.’
In retrospect, Joe P thought this was the most farcical and wasteful case he ever had. Two murders for a ‘hit list’ where no one hit pay dirt (as far as the investigation went).
Garbage Gold.
Garbage indeed.
Clyde Quintos is a computer hacker who once tried ‘Identification theft’ and stole more than 5000$ from his effort. Then he heard that someone named Rolly Valero was trying to sell ‘contacts’—names of people and their credit account numbers.
Most people are careless with what they throw as trash. And most people throw mails and receipts from banks and companies in the garbage—not burn or shred them. And that’s how Rolly ‘RV’ Valero collects his ‘contacts’ or ‘hit list’—through garbage!
CQ will buy RV’s ‘hit list’ tonight.
But Rolly was having a fierce quarrel with his girl (milking cow is more precise).
‘I’m paying for all our expenses and now you’ll even put me into debt!’ Sally screamed. Rolly made a blunder by showing his ‘hit list’ as proof of his labor. Sally grabbed it and said, ’I don’t trust you no more! I can sell this myself.’
‘Hey! You don’t have to do that! I’ve got someone buying that tonight all ready!’ Rolly shouted back.
But Sally was already outside slamming the door.
Sally bakes and sells home-made cookies and pastries and Sam Maceda is her number one customer. Sam is 75 and was beginning to have amnesia. He was driving when he decided to stop by Sally’s favorite hang-out—the Sunshine Café.
After Sally left the apartment, Rolly was roughed-up by two thugs from whom he owed gambling debts.
‘I’ve got a hit list someone’s buying from me at nine tonight. If I could just get it from my girl, I’ll give it to you. Worth at least 20 grands.’ Rolly explained to the two.
‘Orright,’ Al Garcia growled. ‘Show us the girl with the list.’ He turned to his partner. ‘That okay?’
‘Beats waiting.’ Benny ‘BA’ Amante said with a shrug.
They saw Sally walking towards Sunshine and followed her.
But she went inside the big mall that the Sunshine cafe occupies and they lost her.
‘My buyer’s waiting for me in a nearby restaurant. You should let me talk to him before he leaves.’ Rolly told the thugs.
‘Go with him and watch them,’ Al said to his partner. ‘I’ll stay here and maybe spot Sally.’
Clyde saw Rolly arguing with the guard outside the door. He stood up and walked toward them.
‘Something wrong?’ He asked.
‘This man is insisting to go inside sir.’ The guard said.
‘I’ts okay. I know him. You can leave us pal.’ Clyde told him. The guard left.
‘My girl ran off with the list.’ RV said. ‘I have to get it from her. But I have to find her first.’
‘So find her.’
‘Ahh…you see it got complicated. That guy out there—Sally owes him a lot of money’ He lied. ‘ He’s the one who bruised my face and now he wants the list for himself.’
‘Does he have a piece?’
‘A 38. That’s the big dude in a dark jacket.’
‘Wait here. When the guard takes him away, go and find your girl.’
‘Sure.’
Clyde walked toward a guard and talked to him for a few seconds. Then the guard approached Benny. They talked for a while than the guard patted BA down, took BA’s gun, then handcuffed him and took him away.
Sam Maceda was trying to look for Sally outside the mall. He was on the big parking area of the mall now when he saw a guard coming.
‘Looking for something sir?’ The guard asked.
‘Yes. I’m just hoping a friend of mine might be around here. She frequents Sunshine at this time a lot.’
The guard was thinking. The name on his badge said Figuerra.
‘Well, I hope you see her sir.’ The guard walked away.
Sam decided to look around a minute more then went back for his car. He was on a deserted area of the parking lot when he tripped over something. He looked down and saw it was Sally.
‘Sally! What happened?!’ He said aloud.
No answer.
‘Sally?’ Then he saw the blood on her chest. He reached and felt for her pulse. No beating. He saw a piece of paper beside her and picked it up and pocketed it. It might be important to her relatives. Then he heard someone shouting.
‘Hey! What happened?!’ He was a young employee at the mall.
Sam just kept staring at Sally. Then he said,’Get the police.’
An officer of the Las Palmas PD arrived and told the crowd to keep away from the crime scene. A mall guard went near the cop and asked him,’Need help?’
‘Not really. Do I know you?’
‘Mel Figuerra. Moonlighting here. I’m with the LP traffic department.’
‘Then you can help secure the area. Thanks.’
Mr. Maceda was taken to the LPPD station for questioning. Detective Joe Picasso interviewed him for about twenty minutes. Then he was allowed to go. Sam forgot to show him the piece of paper he took near the body of Sally.
Back home, Sam was changing clothes when he got hold of Sally’s paper. He unfolded it and read it. All he saw were names and numbers. None of them familiar to him. More importantly, none of them seems to be a relative of Sally. He decided to use it as a bookmark and inserted it in a book by Agatha he was reading.
Carmi does rackets on and off with Al Garcia and Benny Amante. The two idiots had just told her about their latest dumb move.
‘Have you checked Rolly’s place?’ She asked them.
‘Last night after the cops let Benny loose. One a.m. he still wasn’t there so we split.’
Clyde was relaxing with Carla Soriano, his girlfriend, in his hotel room.
‘My boss at the office is harassing me,’ Carla was telling him. ‘He wants me in bed and he’s threatening to fire me. Will you do something about that?’
‘Sorry babe. I’m not a muscle.’
‘Will you just try talking to him please?’ She was starting to sob.
‘I’m a businessman. Find some other goon to do him.’
Carla was suddenly angry. ‘Sure. I’ll find somebody with guts which you obviously haven’t got.’ She said loudly.
Al Garcia was surprised to see it was Carla who was at the door.
‘Hey Carla babe! Been a long time!’
Carla hugged and said. ’Oh Al, I’m in trouble.’
‘That so?’
She told him how her boss was forcing her to commit fraud et cetera…
‘So what’s your plan?’ Al asked.
‘Anything you can do to lay him off me.’
‘Hmmm…’
Sam Maceda lives at a condo called Alta Vista. Rolly Valero, dressed in a coverall uniform of an electrician, entered the building and approached the receptionist.
‘Good afternoon ma’am.’ Rolly greeted her. ‘Somebody called our office and told us you need your wirings checked in some rooms.’
‘Sorry. But I don’t know anything about that.’
Rolly looked at his clipboard and said, ‘But it says here Alta Vista,’ then added the condo’s address and phone number.
‘Maybe some of the owners called.’
‘Someone named Maceda.’
‘OK. Oh! But he’s out… I almost forgot.’
‘There might be a fire hazard in his room,’ Rolly persisted.
‘Oh. All right. Here’s his key.’
When Rolly left Alta Vista, Carmi was tailing him until he arrived at his apartment. After about fifteen minutes inside, Rolly got out looking terrified and very edgy. Then after he drove his car off, Carmi approached the house to see if she could take a peek inside. She found a slightly open curtain and peeked. What she saw also surprised her—a wrecked bedroom. Drawers, closets, tables; almost everything upturned or thrown down.
Carla was speaking to her boss on the phone.
‘I’ve decided to do what you want. Why don’t you come tonight at my place so we can have a little party or celebration?’
‘Well, I’m sure glad to hear that. Okay. Would nine suit you?’
‘Fine. I’ll be waiting.’
They hung up.
Rolly decided to make another ‘hit list’ since there were still some receipts he hadn’t thrown away although they were only half of the list Sally had taken.
Clyde didn’t know that he was committing the mistake of his life when he decided to drop by at Carla’s place.
‘Go away.’ She said when she saw it was him.
‘I just want a little celebration with you babe.’
‘What celebration?’
‘I just hit a big pay-off.’ He pulled out a five-hundred bill and pushed it inside her shorts. Then he took out a small vial from his pant pocket and handed it to her. Her resistance failed and forgot everything. Clyde went inside without prompting. Carla prepared some of the powder then snorted it.
After they drank champagne and had some sex, Carla told him, ‘We have to postpone this dear. I’ve got a visitor coming. Pure business.’
But Clyde pulled out another vial from his pants.
Al and Benny were now executing the plan. Al rang the bell on Carla’s door and waited.
The bell startled Carla. Because of the wine and dope, she was disoriented; out of reality. She didn’t know if Clyde left or when.
The bell rang again.
She straightened her robe, went to the door, and opened it.
There were two men masked in wool outside. She forgot about the plan. She screamed and went on screaming
‘Why the hell are you screaming?’ Al asked. When she continued doing that, Al pulled out his .38 and whacked her behind the ear. She fell down unconscious.
Clyde sped into the living room from the kitchen. He saw the two men and thought ‘mob hitmen.’ His .25 was in his pants. And his pants were on the floor. He dove down and groped for his gun. He found the gun and raised it.
But Al aimed first and fired twice. Clyde managed to squeeze a shot which just went wild. Then he remained still.
The hitmen took a good look at the dead dude. He wasn’t the man Carla described as his boss.
Unknown to all, Carla’s boss was presently drunk and had forgotten about his date with Carla.
Benny checked Carla’s condition and saw that she was unconscious but not in danger. He and Al wrapped Clyde’s body into a rug.
‘Let’s loot the place. This must look like a robbery,’ said Al.
They took all the jewelries and cash. Al found Clyde’s wallet and saw the name on the driver’s license: Clyde Quintos. They took the rug-wrapped body into their pick-up. They plan to dump it at some river out of town.
Mr. Maceda came home one night to find his house trashed and searched. It looked as though a gang ramble had taken place inside. After informing the police, he suddenly remembered the piece of paper he took near the body of Sally. He’s still wondering what those names and numbers on the list meant. Maybe this list was what the intruder was looking for.
He decided to make a photocopy of the list then give the original copy to the LPPD. Maybe he might play detective and explore this clue. His life had been lacking excitement for a long time anyway.
After Lt. Picasso of the LPPD saw the 'hit list' clue, he decided to visit Sally Valles' next door neighbor.
'Do you know anyone who visits her?...relatives or friends?' Joe P asked Mrs. Rivas.
'My daughter is...rather was a friend of hers. Maybe she knows but she's out yet.'
'Would you please give me a call when she's available?'
'Sure I would officer.'
Thank you ma'am.'
Joe P gave her his card then said goodbye.
The next day, Mr. Maceda was found murdered.
Mrs. Rivas phoned Joe Picasso and informed him that the murdered man visited her yesterday asking about Sally. Joe P decided that he must talk to her personally as soon as possible.
This time, it was Nina the daughter of Mrs. Rivas who were talking.
'I saw Rolly coming in with a man and a lady and they all seemed upset,' Nina said.
'Anything else unusual you noticed?'
'Aah... I don't think so. But I took down their car's plate number just in case they're...you know...involved.'
'You've got a wise daughter here Mrs. Rivas,' Joe turned to her. 'And I've got a feeling she'd just put a nail on the coffin.' Joe P said smiling.
The LPPD traced the plate number to a certain Carmi Laperia. Address: 5542 Ortega Avenue. After a few more hours, Joe P and his partner Bravo were there knocking on the door.
Carmi opened the door and was shown a search warrant. They were interrogating her when Mel Figuerra entered the house.
'Excellent timing Mel! Bravo greeted with enthusiasm. He remembered the security guard from Sally’s crime scene. ‘Just in time for our interview.’
After Mel was bodily searched, they found a photocopy of the ‘hit list.’
Both Mel and Carmi ended up testifying and accusing each other as the mastermind and killer of Sally and Mr. Maceda.
When the LPPD got hold of Rolly for questioning, his statement was: ‘Mel and Carmi were forcing me to produce a list I know nothing about.’
In retrospect, Joe P thought this was the most farcical and wasteful case he ever had. Two murders for a ‘hit list’ where no one hit pay dirt (as far as the investigation went).
Garbage Gold.
Garbage indeed.
Clyde Quintos is a computer hacker who once tried ‘Identification theft’ and stole more than 5000$ from his effort. Then he heard that someone named Rolly Valero was trying to sell ‘contacts’—names of people and their credit account numbers.
Most people are careless with what they throw as trash. And most people throw mails and receipts from banks and companies in the garbage—not burn or shred them. And that’s how Rolly ‘RV’ Valero collects his ‘contacts’ or ‘hit list’—through garbage!
CQ will buy RV’s ‘hit list’ tonight.
But Rolly was having a fierce quarrel with his girl (milking cow is more precise).
‘I’m paying for all our expenses and now you’ll even put me into debt!’ Sally screamed. Rolly made a blunder by showing his ‘hit list’ as proof of his labor. Sally grabbed it and said, ’I don’t trust you no more! I can sell this myself.’
‘Hey! You don’t have to do that! I’ve got someone buying that tonight all ready!’ Rolly shouted back.
But Sally was already outside slamming the door.
Sally bakes and sells home-made cookies and pastries and Sam Maceda is her number one customer. Sam is 75 and was beginning to have amnesia. He was driving when he decided to stop by Sally’s favorite hang-out—the Sunshine Café.
After Sally left the apartment, Rolly was roughed-up by two thugs from whom he owed gambling debts.
‘I’ve got a hit list someone’s buying from me at nine tonight. If I could just get it from my girl, I’ll give it to you. Worth at least 20 grands.’ Rolly explained to the two.
‘Orright,’ Al Garcia growled. ‘Show us the girl with the list.’ He turned to his partner. ‘That okay?’
‘Beats waiting.’ Benny ‘BA’ Amante said with a shrug.
They saw Sally walking towards Sunshine and followed her.
But she went inside the big mall that the Sunshine cafe occupies and they lost her.
‘My buyer’s waiting for me in a nearby restaurant. You should let me talk to him before he leaves.’ Rolly told the thugs.
‘Go with him and watch them,’ Al said to his partner. ‘I’ll stay here and maybe spot Sally.’
Clyde saw Rolly arguing with the guard outside the door. He stood up and walked toward them.
‘Something wrong?’ He asked.
‘This man is insisting to go inside sir.’ The guard said.
‘I’ts okay. I know him. You can leave us pal.’ Clyde told him. The guard left.
‘My girl ran off with the list.’ RV said. ‘I have to get it from her. But I have to find her first.’
‘So find her.’
‘Ahh…you see it got complicated. That guy out there—Sally owes him a lot of money’ He lied. ‘ He’s the one who bruised my face and now he wants the list for himself.’
‘Does he have a piece?’
‘A 38. That’s the big dude in a dark jacket.’
‘Wait here. When the guard takes him away, go and find your girl.’
‘Sure.’
Clyde walked toward a guard and talked to him for a few seconds. Then the guard approached Benny. They talked for a while than the guard patted BA down, took BA’s gun, then handcuffed him and took him away.
Sam Maceda was trying to look for Sally outside the mall. He was on the big parking area of the mall now when he saw a guard coming.
‘Looking for something sir?’ The guard asked.
‘Yes. I’m just hoping a friend of mine might be around here. She frequents Sunshine at this time a lot.’
The guard was thinking. The name on his badge said Figuerra.
‘Well, I hope you see her sir.’ The guard walked away.
Sam decided to look around a minute more then went back for his car. He was on a deserted area of the parking lot when he tripped over something. He looked down and saw it was Sally.
‘Sally! What happened?!’ He said aloud.
No answer.
‘Sally?’ Then he saw the blood on her chest. He reached and felt for her pulse. No beating. He saw a piece of paper beside her and picked it up and pocketed it. It might be important to her relatives. Then he heard someone shouting.
‘Hey! What happened?!’ He was a young employee at the mall.
Sam just kept staring at Sally. Then he said,’Get the police.’
An officer of the Las Palmas PD arrived and told the crowd to keep away from the crime scene. A mall guard went near the cop and asked him,’Need help?’
‘Not really. Do I know you?’
‘Mel Figuerra. Moonlighting here. I’m with the LP traffic department.’
‘Then you can help secure the area. Thanks.’
Mr. Maceda was taken to the LPPD station for questioning. Detective Joe Picasso interviewed him for about twenty minutes. Then he was allowed to go. Sam forgot to show him the piece of paper he took near the body of Sally.
Back home, Sam was changing clothes when he got hold of Sally’s paper. He unfolded it and read it. All he saw were names and numbers. None of them familiar to him. More importantly, none of them seems to be a relative of Sally. He decided to use it as a bookmark and inserted it in a book by Agatha he was reading.
Carmi does rackets on and off with Al Garcia and Benny Amante. The two idiots had just told her about their latest dumb move.
‘Have you checked Rolly’s place?’ She asked them.
‘Last night after the cops let Benny loose. One a.m. he still wasn’t there so we split.’
Clyde was relaxing with Carla Soriano, his girlfriend, in his hotel room.
‘My boss at the office is harassing me,’ Carla was telling him. ‘He wants me in bed and he’s threatening to fire me. Will you do something about that?’
‘Sorry babe. I’m not a muscle.’
‘Will you just try talking to him please?’ She was starting to sob.
‘I’m a businessman. Find some other goon to do him.’
Carla was suddenly angry. ‘Sure. I’ll find somebody with guts which you obviously haven’t got.’ She said loudly.
Al Garcia was surprised to see it was Carla who was at the door.
‘Hey Carla babe! Been a long time!’
Carla hugged and said. ’Oh Al, I’m in trouble.’
‘That so?’
She told him how her boss was forcing her to commit fraud et cetera…
‘So what’s your plan?’ Al asked.
‘Anything you can do to lay him off me.’
‘Hmmm…’
Sam Maceda lives at a condo called Alta Vista. Rolly Valero, dressed in a coverall uniform of an electrician, entered the building and approached the receptionist.
‘Good afternoon ma’am.’ Rolly greeted her. ‘Somebody called our office and told us you need your wirings checked in some rooms.’
‘Sorry. But I don’t know anything about that.’
Rolly looked at his clipboard and said, ‘But it says here Alta Vista,’ then added the condo’s address and phone number.
‘Maybe some of the owners called.’
‘Someone named Maceda.’
‘OK. Oh! But he’s out… I almost forgot.’
‘There might be a fire hazard in his room,’ Rolly persisted.
‘Oh. All right. Here’s his key.’
When Rolly left Alta Vista, Carmi was tailing him until he arrived at his apartment. After about fifteen minutes inside, Rolly got out looking terrified and very edgy. Then after he drove his car off, Carmi approached the house to see if she could take a peek inside. She found a slightly open curtain and peeked. What she saw also surprised her—a wrecked bedroom. Drawers, closets, tables; almost everything upturned or thrown down.
Carla was speaking to her boss on the phone.
‘I’ve decided to do what you want. Why don’t you come tonight at my place so we can have a little party or celebration?’
‘Well, I’m sure glad to hear that. Okay. Would nine suit you?’
‘Fine. I’ll be waiting.’
They hung up.
Rolly decided to make another ‘hit list’ since there were still some receipts he hadn’t thrown away although they were only half of the list Sally had taken.
Clyde didn’t know that he was committing the mistake of his life when he decided to drop by at Carla’s place.
‘Go away.’ She said when she saw it was him.
‘I just want a little celebration with you babe.’
‘What celebration?’
‘I just hit a big pay-off.’ He pulled out a five-hundred bill and pushed it inside her shorts. Then he took out a small vial from his pant pocket and handed it to her. Her resistance failed and forgot everything. Clyde went inside without prompting. Carla prepared some of the powder then snorted it.
After they drank champagne and had some sex, Carla told him, ‘We have to postpone this dear. I’ve got a visitor coming. Pure business.’
But Clyde pulled out another vial from his pants.
Al and Benny were now executing the plan. Al rang the bell on Carla’s door and waited.
The bell startled Carla. Because of the wine and dope, she was disoriented; out of reality. She didn’t know if Clyde left or when.
The bell rang again.
She straightened her robe, went to the door, and opened it.
There were two men masked in wool outside. She forgot about the plan. She screamed and went on screaming
‘Why the hell are you screaming?’ Al asked. When she continued doing that, Al pulled out his .38 and whacked her behind the ear. She fell down unconscious.
Clyde sped into the living room from the kitchen. He saw the two men and thought ‘mob hitmen.’ His .25 was in his pants. And his pants were on the floor. He dove down and groped for his gun. He found the gun and raised it.
But Al aimed first and fired twice. Clyde managed to squeeze a shot which just went wild. Then he remained still.
The hitmen took a good look at the dead dude. He wasn’t the man Carla described as his boss.
Unknown to all, Carla’s boss was presently drunk and had forgotten about his date with Carla.
Benny checked Carla’s condition and saw that she was unconscious but not in danger. He and Al wrapped Clyde’s body into a rug.
‘Let’s loot the place. This must look like a robbery,’ said Al.
They took all the jewelries and cash. Al found Clyde’s wallet and saw the name on the driver’s license: Clyde Quintos. They took the rug-wrapped body into their pick-up. They plan to dump it at some river out of town.
Mr. Maceda came home one night to find his house trashed and searched. It looked as though a gang ramble had taken place inside. After informing the police, he suddenly remembered the piece of paper he took near the body of Sally. He’s still wondering what those names and numbers on the list meant. Maybe this list was what the intruder was looking for.
He decided to make a photocopy of the list then give the original copy to the LPPD. Maybe he might play detective and explore this clue. His life had been lacking excitement for a long time anyway.
After Lt. Picasso of the LPPD saw the 'hit list' clue, he decided to visit Sally Valles' next door neighbor.
'Do you know anyone who visits her?...relatives or friends?' Joe P asked Mrs. Rivas.
'My daughter is...rather was a friend of hers. Maybe she knows but she's out yet.'
'Would you please give me a call when she's available?'
'Sure I would officer.'
Thank you ma'am.'
Joe P gave her his card then said goodbye.
The next day, Mr. Maceda was found murdered.
Mrs. Rivas phoned Joe Picasso and informed him that the murdered man visited her yesterday asking about Sally. Joe P decided that he must talk to her personally as soon as possible.
This time, it was Nina the daughter of Mrs. Rivas who were talking.
'I saw Rolly coming in with a man and a lady and they all seemed upset,' Nina said.
'Anything else unusual you noticed?'
'Aah... I don't think so. But I took down their car's plate number just in case they're...you know...involved.'
'You've got a wise daughter here Mrs. Rivas,' Joe turned to her. 'And I've got a feeling she'd just put a nail on the coffin.' Joe P said smiling.
The LPPD traced the plate number to a certain Carmi Laperia. Address: 5542 Ortega Avenue. After a few more hours, Joe P and his partner Bravo were there knocking on the door.
Carmi opened the door and was shown a search warrant. They were interrogating her when Mel Figuerra entered the house.
'Excellent timing Mel! Bravo greeted with enthusiasm. He remembered the security guard from Sally’s crime scene. ‘Just in time for our interview.’
After Mel was bodily searched, they found a photocopy of the ‘hit list.’
Both Mel and Carmi ended up testifying and accusing each other as the mastermind and killer of Sally and Mr. Maceda.
When the LPPD got hold of Rolly for questioning, his statement was: ‘Mel and Carmi were forcing me to produce a list I know nothing about.’
In retrospect, Joe P thought this was the most farcical and wasteful case he ever had. Two murders for a ‘hit list’ where no one hit pay dirt (as far as the investigation went).
Garbage Gold.
Garbage indeed.
Clyde Quintos is a computer hacker who once tried ‘Identification theft’ and stole more than 5000$ from his effort. Then he heard that someone named Rolly Valero was trying to sell ‘contacts’—names of people and their credit account numbers.
Most people are careless with what they throw as trash. And most people throw mails and receipts from banks and companies in the garbage—not burn or shred them. And that’s how Rolly ‘RV’ Valero collects his ‘contacts’ or ‘hit list’—through garbage!
CQ will buy RV’s ‘hit list’ tonight.
But Rolly was having a fierce quarrel with his girl (milking cow is more precise).
‘I’m paying for all our expenses and now you’ll even put me into debt!’ Sally screamed. Rolly made a blunder by showing his ‘hit list’ as proof of his labor. Sally grabbed it and said, ’I don’t trust you no more! I can sell this myself.’
‘Hey! You don’t have to do that! I’ve got someone buying that tonight all ready!’ Rolly shouted back.
But Sally was already outside slamming the door.
Sally bakes and sells home-made cookies and pastries and Sam Maceda is her number one customer. Sam is 75 and was beginning to have amnesia. He was driving when he decided to stop by Sally’s favorite hang-out—the Sunshine Café.
After Sally left the apartment, Rolly was roughed-up by two thugs from whom he owed gambling debts.
‘I’ve got a hit list someone’s buying from me at nine tonight. If I could just get it from my girl, I’ll give it to you. Worth at least 20 grands.’ Rolly explained to the two.
‘Orright,’ Al Garcia growled. ‘Show us the girl with the list.’ He turned to his partner. ‘That okay?’
‘Beats waiting.’ Benny ‘BA’ Amante said with a shrug.
They saw Sally walking towards Sunshine and followed her.
But she went inside the big mall that the Sunshine cafe occupies and they lost her.
‘My buyer’s waiting for me in a nearby restaurant. You should let me talk to him before he leaves.’ Rolly told the thugs.
‘Go with him and watch them,’ Al said to his partner. ‘I’ll stay here and maybe spot Sally.’
Clyde saw Rolly arguing with the guard outside the door. He stood up and walked toward them.
‘Something wrong?’ He asked.
‘This man is insisting to go inside sir.’ The guard said.
‘I’ts okay. I know him. You can leave us pal.’ Clyde told him. The guard left.
‘My girl ran off with the list.’ RV said. ‘I have to get it from her. But I have to find her first.’
‘So find her.’
‘Ahh…you see it got complicated. That guy out there—Sally owes him a lot of money’ He lied. ‘ He’s the one who bruised my face and now he wants the list for himself.’
‘Does he have a piece?’
‘A 38. That’s the big dude in a dark jacket.’
‘Wait here. When the guard takes him away, go and find your girl.’
‘Sure.’
Clyde walked toward a guard and talked to him for a few seconds. Then the guard approached Benny. They talked for a while than the guard patted BA down, took BA’s gun, then handcuffed him and took him away.
Sam Maceda was trying to look for Sally outside the mall. He was on the big parking area of the mall now when he saw a guard coming.
‘Looking for something sir?’ The guard asked.
‘Yes. I’m just hoping a friend of mine might be around here. She frequents Sunshine at this time a lot.’
The guard was thinking. The name on his badge said Figuerra.
‘Well, I hope you see her sir.’ The guard walked away.
Sam decided to look around a minute more then went back for his car. He was on a deserted area of the parking lot when he tripped over something. He looked down and saw it was Sally.
‘Sally! What happened?!’ He said aloud.
No answer.
‘Sally?’ Then he saw the blood on her chest. He reached and felt for her pulse. No beating. He saw a piece of paper beside her and picked it up and pocketed it. It might be important to her relatives. Then he heard someone shouting.
‘Hey! What happened?!’ He was a young employee at the mall.
Sam just kept staring at Sally. Then he said,’Get the police.’
An officer of the Las Palmas PD arrived and told the crowd to keep away from the crime scene. A mall guard went near the cop and asked him,’Need help?’
‘Not really. Do I know you?’
‘Mel Figuerra. Moonlighting here. I’m with the LP traffic department.’
‘Then you can help secure the area. Thanks.’
Mr. Maceda was taken to the LPPD station for questioning. Detective Joe Picasso interviewed him for about twenty minutes. Then he was allowed to go. Sam forgot to show him the piece of paper he took near the body of Sally.
Back home, Sam was changing clothes when he got hold of Sally’s paper. He unfolded it and read it. All he saw were names and numbers. None of them familiar to him. More importantly, none of them seems to be a relative of Sally. He decided to use it as a bookmark and inserted it in a book by Agatha he was reading.
Carmi does rackets on and off with Al Garcia and Benny Amante. The two idiots had just told her about their latest dumb move.
‘Have you checked Rolly’s place?’ She asked them.
‘Last night after the cops let Benny loose. One a.m. he still wasn’t there so we split.’
Clyde was relaxing with Carla Soriano, his girlfriend, in his hotel room.
‘My boss at the office is harassing me,’ Carla was telling him. ‘He wants me in bed and he’s threatening to fire me. Will you do something about that?’
‘Sorry babe. I’m not a muscle.’
‘Will you just try talking to him please?’ She was starting to sob.
‘I’m a businessman. Find some other goon to do him.’
Carla was suddenly angry. ‘Sure. I’ll find somebody with guts which you obviously haven’t got.’ She said loudly.
Al Garcia was surprised to see it was Carla who was at the door.
‘Hey Carla babe! Been a long time!’
Carla hugged and said. ’Oh Al, I’m in trouble.’
‘That so?’
She told him how her boss was forcing her to commit fraud et cetera…
‘So what’s your plan?’ Al asked.
‘Anything you can do to lay him off me.’
‘Hmmm…’
Sam Maceda lives at a condo called Alta Vista. Rolly Valero, dressed in a coverall uniform of an electrician, entered the building and approached the receptionist.
‘Good afternoon ma’am.’ Rolly greeted her. ‘Somebody called our office and told us you need your wirings checked in some rooms.’
‘Sorry. But I don’t know anything about that.’
Rolly looked at his clipboard and said, ‘But it says here Alta Vista,’ then added the condo’s address and phone number.
‘Maybe some of the owners called.’
‘Someone named Maceda.’
‘OK. Oh! But he’s out… I almost forgot.’
‘There might be a fire hazard in his room,’ Rolly persisted.
‘Oh. All right. Here’s his key.’
When Rolly left Alta Vista, Carmi was tailing him until he arrived at his apartment. After about fifteen minutes inside, Rolly got out looking terrified and very edgy. Then after he drove his car off, Carmi approached the house to see if she could take a peek inside. She found a slightly open curtain and peeked. What she saw also surprised her—a wrecked bedroom. Drawers, closets, tables; almost everything upturned or thrown down.
Carla was speaking to her boss on the phone.
‘I’ve decided to do what you want. Why don’t you come tonight at my place so we can have a little party or celebration?’
‘Well, I’m sure glad to hear that. Okay. Would nine suit you?’
‘Fine. I’ll be waiting.’
They hung up.
Rolly decided to make another ‘hit list’ since there were still some receipts he hadn’t thrown away although they were only half of the list Sally had taken.
Clyde didn’t know that he was committing the mistake of his life when he decided to drop by at Carla’s place.
‘Go away.’ She said when she saw it was him.
‘I just want a little celebration with you babe.’
‘What celebration?’
‘I just hit a big pay-off.’ He pulled out a five-hundred bill and pushed it inside her shorts. Then he took out a small vial from his pant pocket and handed it to her. Her resistance failed and forgot everything. Clyde went inside without prompting. Carla prepared some of the powder then snorted it.
After they drank champagne and had some sex, Carla told him, ‘We have to postpone this dear. I’ve got a visitor coming. Pure business.’
But Clyde pulled out another vial from his pants.
Al and Benny were now executing the plan. Al rang the bell on Carla’s door and waited.
The bell startled Carla. Because of the wine and dope, she was disoriented; out of reality. She didn’t know if Clyde left or when.
The bell rang again.
She straightened her robe, went to the door, and opened it.
There were two men masked in wool outside. She forgot about the plan. She screamed and went on screaming
‘Why the hell are you screaming?’ Al asked. When she continued doing that, Al pulled out his .38 and whacked her behind the ear. She fell down unconscious.
Clyde sped into the living room from the kitchen. He saw the two men and thought ‘mob hitmen.’ His .25 was in his pants. And his pants were on the floor. He dove down and groped for his gun. He found the gun and raised it.
But Al aimed first and fired twice. Clyde managed to squeeze a shot which just went wild. Then he remained still.
The hitmen took a good look at the dead dude. He wasn’t the man Carla described as his boss.
Unknown to all, Carla’s boss was presently drunk and had forgotten about his date with Carla.
Benny checked Carla’s condition and saw that she was unconscious but not in danger. He and Al wrapped Clyde’s body into a rug.
‘Let’s loot the place. This must look like a robbery,’ said Al.
They took all the jewelries and cash. Al found Clyde’s wallet and saw the name on the driver’s license: Clyde Quintos. They took the rug-wrapped body into their pick-up. They plan to dump it at some river out of town.
Mr. Maceda came home one night to find his house trashed and searched. It looked as though a gang ramble had taken place inside. After informing the police, he suddenly remembered the piece of paper he took near the body of Sally. He’s still wondering what those names and numbers on the list meant. Maybe this list was what the intruder was looking for.
He decided to make a photocopy of the list then give the original copy to
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