orangetoughguy | log post II

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[Worked and felt out who was trustworthy in appraising diamonds.]

So. I dunno how to say this so I'm just gonna, when I was with Pink the other day...I found somethin' out. Now, before you go talking about what should and shouldn't be done about it, remember that it's owed to you too.

.........Okay.

[He's not on edge just yet but he's curious, wanting to know what the hell that could be and if it's a big deal Pink is involved by virtue of being cuffed to the old man. What a weekend. What could be owed to him anyway? Another Green Lantern ring?]

[Sip to clean his palette. Not for courage, it's Freddy.]

He has the diamonds.

[He's sipping too...and that mouthful goes spraying out over the counter.]

What.

[Whoops. Larry grabs a dish towel and sets out to mop it up.]

Uh huh. About all of em, I wager.

[Cough cough cough. Mouth wipe.]

Are you fucking shitting me? [His gratitude for Larry mopping that up goes without saying, right.]

No. I'm not. He said he was keepin' it.

[There's not all that much on the counter, but he keeps on soaking it up until he's sure there isn't a drop left.]

I insisted we collect our cuts. We earned it.

[That can be a point to agree on, right?]

[Freddy has to put his glass aside.] I didn't.

[Earn it, he means, and Larry knows why.]

Yes and no.

[Larry drinks down his portion. Where is this gonna go? Is he going to be asked to surrender his part? Not after that. He'll do a lotta things, but it's the principle of the matter. They bled for those diamonds, each with their own reasons.]

Pink said he didn't wanna tell us because he doesn't trust you.

[Freddy knows why of course.]

If you don't take it, that'd be some kind of give away, wouldn't it?

That's like tellin' me if I don't snort the blow then I'm not going home cause I'm some kind of rat.

[Which he is, but he doesn't like the idea of that logic being used here even if it's a safe option.]

[He already snorted something and that ended up for the worse...which was the old man's doing.]

I don't want you to be exposed. And... I dunno, I spoke up for your part too.

[Larry rakes a hand through his hair.]

I told Pink I trust you. That don't change. It won't. [Let's put that to bed right here.] He knows I look out for you.

[And he asked for his cut so....]

...So you have my cut. [He points at Larry.] Where is it.

[It's not an accusation, he just needs to know if it's under their roof right now.]

Here. In the closet.

[Deposited with the coats actually since it's right in the entry way.

Want him to get it? The old man's not moving, he's trying to get a gauge of where things stand right now.]

[Where things stand right now? Freddy doesn't know. He rubs the back of his neck which turns into a rub through his own floppy hair followed by a heavy huff.]

I can't take it, Larry. I mean, I can't do anything with it.

[Larry wants to ask why, but really though, the answer is Freddy Newendyke is a cop. What more can be said of that?]

So it'll stay in the closet? Kid, it's yours. You can do whatever you want with it.

Yeah. You don't know we might go back, what happens if we do?

[He looks at Larry, Lawrence Dimick the felon.]

[No diamonds, no proof? Though still they were seen. They got witnesses. Possession of weapons too. Fuck, fuck, fuck.]

I dunno. Nobody does.

[Elbows on the counter, hands together.]

I kinda thought you'd be glad about it.

[Until he thought about how it would make a big of an elephant in the room.]

No, I'm glad you got'em. [He nods, that's not up for debate cause they bled for them, but Freddy himself, he can't touch them.] But I can't touch'em Larry. You know that right?

[Another thought.] Take my cut.

No one'd know if you did. [Not if he didn't want em too. Or something. It shouldn't mean as much to him as it does right now. Do the cops know how good of a man they got at their disposal? Not even in the face of death, fucking coming to pieces in the back seat of a car, committing murder for their cause...how good are the perks?]

...That really what you want?

[When Larry asks that question the kid starts thinking maybe that's not the right thing to do not for the cops but for the old man who stayed by his side for so long. People died over those diamonds, the fucking diamonds are what put this rat on the case, and this rat is the reason one of Larry's closest friends is dead. Fuck.]

It's not about just being a cop okay? I was sloppy. [You were a professional. I can't take them, you deserve them.]

Sloppy? Fuck, Freddy you'd never done that before. You could have died.

[By Blonde's hand, Eddies's, Joe's...even cops too.]

It was all a fucking mess from all ends. [Larry rubs a paw over his own face, applying the pressure of his fingertips over is eyes.]

I killed that woman, Larry.

[Those words come out faster than he can think them because it's always sitting on the kid's conscience. Marvin too, his inability to keep the poor proby alive. Fuck to die so soon on the job like that.]

I wasn't after the diamonds and you know it.

I know.

[About the woman. About not being in it for the diamonds.]

And I suppose I would have got her if you didn't.

[Because he got all of those cops. That's hanging over the old man's head right now. Were they people Freddy knew?]

You know I killed too.

[All he could think about where those years behind bars stretching out before him.]

You suffered, suffered like the rest of us. Don't tell me you don't deserve some restitution.

I was doin' my job. [A thankless job but something he loves doing otherwise even though it doesn't pay in diamonds.] All that wasn't part of it.

[But Freddy would be such a fucking liar if he said not once did he think about dropping the entire deal and heading for the border with Mr. White. Is that a good or bad thing? Does that make him a good or bad cop?]

You did what you thought you had to do to stay alive, Larry. I can't take a cut out of the set up I helped make. What if somebody found out? Then I'm not just a cop I'm a dirty cop and nobody on any side of the law likes that.

[Except crooks who aim to keep dirty cops on their side permanently. He shakes his head.]

[Lately it's been difficult to see where Freddy stops and Officer Newendyke begins. It's what they keep avoiding, isn't it? Except, see, that's who he is.]

Why can't it be part of the cover up? [Already he's shaking his head and a hand with it to veto that.]

You don't have no reservations with me takin' it? That's a crime. [He's a crime.]

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