A seedy Palm lined Street in Barahona Dominican Republic just short of the Haitian Batays on the two Countries borders..........
Disco Music was thumping loud in the background.... the female vocalist was damn near screaming out the lyrics 'Who Contradict Me' near the dance floor... with the mirrored ball suspended above and spinning.
She was a Latina cop with a hard body on the local Police force.. on the take.
She was working a crime a murder nearby that occurred with a blade of some sort.
She wore a khaki shirt with no bra.. loosely buttoned.
She had on Gold Rings and Chains to match.
A White dog was in the Walkway behind the gate where the apartment was he had rented... she was asking questions of him, a real dump of a place.. a bed, light, fan and window...... with a shared shower and shitter.
He called the window the Puerta.. it was actually easier to get inside his room thru the window then the door from outside.. he kind of liked that feature... especially when he had been drinking rum....
He ran a line on her she was not easy he had to convince her... she accepted she would meet him later for some good sex, a hard body cop non the less he thought.
Emily was here name...
He stopped and figured to himself as he began to unbutton her khaki blouse.. ' That is the trouble with the world..... forgone conclusions'
He grew excited at the co co color of her skin.
The family he came from was arguing around the table... his Uncle had said something about Talent Will Out and his mother was expounding on what a piece of Shit Hitler was......
He thought about it and came to the conclusion.......
'Sometimes nothing stands to reason'
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