Strip

21

MANCO KAPAK AWOKE in Sherri Wynn’s bedroom and then remembered the hospital. He’d had a heart attack—or maybe he hadn’t, but he’d had something. He walked carefully into the bathroom to urinate. His prostate gland was enlarged—not unusually so for his age, his doctor said—and he was used to getting up from sleep like this. He moved slowly and silently to keep from waking Sherri. This time the darkness was already being replaced by half-light, so he could see some of the obstacles he had missed in the dark.

He stepped into the bathroom, and when he turned to close the door, he saw his naked reflection in the mirror on the medicine cabinet. It was a terrible reminder.

While he was with Sherri early in the evening, he had somehow fallen into imagining himself as he had been when he was young. How could he have forgotten what time had done to him? He had been, in his own mind, a fit and distinguished-looking man in middle age. He wasn’t that anymore at all. He was an old animal that was limping toward death. In the dark, with the help of the Armagnac, he had simply forgotten. But his heart had remembered how old he was.

Kapak felt an overwhelming urge to get dressed, to cover himself. When they had made love it had been in the dark, so she had probably not really seen him. Maybe he didn’t have to leave her with the memory of his body. He sneaked into the bedroom and began to gather his clothes from the floor.

Sherri stirred. “What are you doing?”

He faced away from her. “I’m sorry. I didn’t mean to wake you up. I was just getting my clothes off the floor.”

“Come back to bed. It’s too early.”

“I don’t want my clothes to be wrinkled.”

“You’ve just been through a big ordeal. You shouldn’t be doing things like this.” She got up out of bed, still naked. She picked up his shirt and his pants, walked to the closet, took down two hangers, and hung them. “There.” She came up behind him, put her arms around him, and kissed the back of his neck. “Come lie down with me. There’s nothing you have to do at this hour. We’ll get some more sleep and I’ll make you a nice breakfast.”

She slipped around him and tugged the sport coat he was holding in front of him, but he didn’t let go.

“I get it. You’re shy.”

“Don’t be silly.”

She pressed her body against the coat and spoke with her lips against his cheek. “I’ve seen everything there is to see, really close up, if you remember. And I think you look just fine. You’re not twenty anymore. Neither am I. I’ve had my own problems with that over the years, but not last night. I feel comfortable with you, and I don’t want to put clothes on now, and I don’t want you to, either. Come on.”

He let the coat drop and sat on the bed. In a moment they were lying on the bed together in a gentle embrace. “It would have hurt me if you sneaked away at dawn. Don’t worry. I can keep a secret. Nobody ever has to know this happened.”

He remembered what he had done at Rogoso’s house, and that she was his alibi. “No,” he said. “That’s exactly what I don’t want. If somebody asks who you were with last night, tell them.”

“Really?”

“Yes. Only don’t tell them I had a problem and had to go to the hospital. If you do, say I had an erection that lasted four hours.”

“That doesn’t sound like a very nice time to me.”

“No? Then make up what does sound nice and say that.”

“He made me feel happy and special. Afterward I was so sleepy that I slept better than I have in months.”

“That’s good? Sleepy?”

“If I tell other women that, they won’t leave you alone.”

“Then you don’t have to tell them.”

“I won’t. Now close your eyes, relax, and lie still.”

He took a few deep breaths and lay there with Sherri’s smooth body touching his. He gave a tentative snore that woke him, and then she turned away from him and they lay together like spoons in a drawer. Then he was asleep.

Some time later the telephone rang. Sherri jumped up, grabbed the phone, and slipped into the bathroom with it. “Hello?” she said quietly.

Kapak was awake. The sun was bright in the places where it shone through the blinds. He could hear Sherri talking in a hushed voice beyond the closed door.

After a minute the door opened and she came out, looking concerned. “You’re awake?”

“Yeah. The phone woke me.”

“It’s Skelley. He’s calling from Temptress.”

“What’s he doing there already?”

“He wants to talk to you” She held out the phone.

Kapak took it. “Skelley. How did you find me?”

Skelley said, “Your phone was off, and Spence didn’t know where you were. I was worried so I looked at the surveillance footage from last night to be sure nobody hit you over the head after I left. I saw you and Sherri in my office, so I took a guess.”

“Very smart.” He was beginning to feel optimistic. His alibi was getting stronger and involving more people. “Well, you’ve got me now. What’s up?”

“We’ve got lots of trouble. Siren got robbed last night.”

“Robbed? Where were Voinovich and Gaffney?”

“They were there. The day manager at Siren found them tied up with duct tape.”

“Are they all right?”

“Yeah. They said it was a man and a woman, both young, just like at the bank the other night. They stole Voinovich’s SUV and drove off with the safe. They pulled down the wall to the office to get the safe out.”

“I just don’t see how this happened. How did they even get in the building?”

“What can I say? They got suckered. Gaffney was kind of vague on what happened, but I got Voinovich alone and talking about his SUV, and he got pissed enough so he wasn’t thinking about how he and Gaffney looked. The chick that Joe Carver brought with him pretended to be drunk, banging on the door and wanting to audition as a dancer.”

“So Jimmy let her in.”

“Yep. Apparently she’s really hot.”

“So why the hell is she doing armed robberies?”

“I can’t imagine.”

“I’m really starting to wonder why Joe Carver won’t just give up and go away. He’s already got me for what? A couple hundred thousand, probably. I met him once. Does he want me dead? He must be crazy” He sighed. “What time is it?”

“About six-thirty. Want me to call the police?”

“Is there anything around the building that we don’t want anybody to see?”

“No. Gaffney and Voinovich had guns, but they don’t now.”

“Let me think for a second. No. Call them. Maybe the cops can find Carver. Let them try.”

“Got it. I’d better call them right away, if I’m calling, or they’ll wonder why I waited.”

“Do it. And then call Spence and tell him what happened.” Kapak pressed the End button and tossed the phone on the bed where Sherri could reach it. “I’ll have to skip that breakfast,” he said. “But thanks.”

“Are you going?”

“Yeah. I’ll go home and change my clothes and then see what they did to Siren. There was something about knocking down a wall to get to the safe.”

She went to the closet and brought Kapak his clothes on hangers. “I’m sorry about the club.”

“Things happen. You just have to do what you can to fix them.”

“I’m going to forget about what happened to you last night—the hospital and all. I understand why you want to keep it quiet. But you should remember. You need to take it easy.”

“I’ll do that after I’ve done what I can to protect my clubs.”

“I’m working again tonight.”

“Yeah?”

“In case you feel like coming over again. You know when I get off.”

He looked up as he buckled his belt. She shrugged, apparently unconscious of the fact that she was still naked. But her eyes were averted, looking at the wall, and he could see she was nervous about what he was going to say.

“You mean I’m invited?”

She turned and met his eyes. “Yes. Any time you want to come.”

“I don’t know what’s going to happen today. The last couple of days have been kind of complicated.” He watched her face turn down to look at the floor in disappointment. “But it’s nice to know that at the end of it I’ll be with you again”

She hugged him, then pulled away and went into the bathroom and came back with a thick white bathrobe, which she cinched tightly at the waist. “I’ll walk you out.”