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25th Precinct Trilogy
25th Precinct Trilogy
25th Precinct Trilogy
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25th Pecinct Trilogy:

Freeze

The O'Reilly Case

Pay-Back Time

Short reads 1 - 3 together in one book.

Homicide Detective Maurice Shiff and his ' different as chalk from cheese', Rookie Partner, Chuck Johnson, endeavour to solve murders on the streets of East Harlem.

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Release dateJan 17, 2018
ISBN9781386502661
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    25th Precinct Trilogy - Lee Jennick

    FREEZE

    Location:

    An empty, former delicatessen store, situated in a minor business hub on Third Avenue between East 103rd and E110 streets, East Harlem, New York, USA.

    Time - 2.00am

    Sweet Jesus, Leftie! Cool it.

    You givin' me orders, Groden? You still owe me big time – just like this bum.

    To emphasise his feelings, 'Leftie', slimly built, but deceptively strong, who had been busy with his fists, kicked the inert figure lying, bleeding, on the tiled floor.  Decidedly devious, but not of a violent nature, Groden winced, not liking the way the night, or rather early morning, was turning out. The three of them had, after all, agreed to have a 'civilised' meeting, although he very much doubted that Leftie knew the meaning of the word.

    The pig's in the freezer, like I promised! said Groden

    "The pig's just a start. What about the thousand bucks?" Leftie was obviously not in a bargaining mood.

    "Times are difficult, Leftie."

    "Yeah – for ALL of us, Groden!"

    The body on the floor moved slightly and moaned, so Leftie made light work of hauling the unfortunate guy to his feet and smashing him hard with his right fist: the breaking of one or more teeth quite audible. Groden winced again as the slightly built guy met the tiles, hitting the back of his head, from which a thin trail of blood oozed like a small, red stream.

    Stop it Leftie, you'll kill him. Stop it! Groden shouted as someone rattled the handle of the locked door.

    Leftie put a finger to his lips while whoever was outside yelled, What's goin' on in there? and rattled the door handle again. Fortunately for Leftie, the lighting inside was dim and grime and posters covered up most of the door and window glass as the person tried to see what was going on.

    With luck again on Leftie's side, the curious passer-by thought it prudent not to investigate further and left.

    Groden bent over the still body on the floor, slapped the guy’s face and pulled him up by his tee shirt with no effect.

    Lennie? Can you hear me, Lennie? Get up! Paling, Groden looked up at Leftie.

    Christ, Leftie. Lennie's just about breathing.

    "Shit!"

    You hard bastard. Is that all you can say? Groden instantly knew that he was talking to someone with frozen feelings, if he had any at all.

    Let's put him in the freezer for now, in case that nosey bum returns. He's nearly dead anyway.

    "What? He'll freeze to death." Groden, not used to such violence, was shocked at the suggestion.

    Leftie shrugged. He's just a worthless bum. No-one's gonna miss him!

    Appalled at the gross idea, Groden nevertheless stood stock still while Leftie dragged the unfortunate - by now unconscious - Lennie into the freezer, aware that Leftie had too much on him.

    Whatever the outcome, Groden somehow knew that he was in for the ride, however bumpy that might turn out to be.

    You can help me get rid of his body tonight, Groden, so get thinkin'. You've no choice! Leftie gave an evil chuckle, continuing, Cheer up, Groden, it coulda been you.

    After handing over one pig carcass, they left the store and Groden locked the door.

    At 2.45am, a would-be thief was in the process of breaking into the premises, but left in haste when disturbed by a police car approaching.

    Time - 8.45am

    It is a hot, humid, July morning in New York. The sky is a pleasing shade of blue: Madonna or lapu lazuli, depending on your interpretation; and a session of rap competes with raucous voices raised to a dangerous level

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