Lawrence Block - Sins of the Fathers

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The hooker was young, pretty… and dead, butchered in a Greenwich Village apartment. The murderer, a minister’s son, has already been caught and become a jailhouse suicide. The case is closed as far as the NYPD is concerned. But the victim’s father wants it reopened — he wants to understand how his bright little girl went wrong and what led to her gruesome death. That’s where Matthew Scudder comes in. He’s not really a detective, not licensed, but he’ll look into problems as a favor to a friend, and sometimes the friends compensate him. A hard drinker and a melancholy man, the former cop believes in doing an in-depth investigation when he’s paid for it, but he doesn’t see any hope here — the case is closed, and he’s not going to learn anything about the victim that won’t break her father’s heart.
But the open-and-shut case turns out to be more complicated than anyone bargained for. The assignment carries an unmistakable stench of sleaze and perversion, and it lures Scudder into a sordid world of phony religion and murderous lust, where children must die for their parents’ most secret, unspeakable sins.

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“God knows.”

“Seriously, Kenny.”

He drummed the bar with his fingers. “Seriously? All right. He could be bisexual, you know. It’s not exactly unheard of, especially in this day and age. Everybody’s doing it, I understand. Straight types are trying the gay scene on for size. Gay types are making tentative experiments with heterosexuality.” He yawned elaborately. “I’m afraid I’m a hopelessly reactionary old thing myself. One sex is complicated enough for me. Two would be disastrous.”

“Any other ideas?”

“Not really. If I’d known him, Matt. But he was just another pretty face to me.”

“Who knew him?”

“Does anyone know anyone? I suppose whoever took him to bed came closest to knowing him.”

“Who took him to bed?”

“I’m not a scorekeeper, darling. And we’ve had quite the turnover here these past few months. Most of the old crowd has gone off in search of greener pastures. We’re getting a lot of smarmy little leather boys lately.” He frowned at the thought, then remembered that frowning gives you lines and willed his face to return to its normal expression. “I don’t much adore the crew we’ve been attracting lately. Motorcycle boys, S-and-M types. I don’t really want anyone killed in my bar, you know. Most especially my estimable self.”

“Why not do something about it?”

“To be horribly candid, they scare me.”

I finished my drink. “There’s an easy way for you to handle it.”

“Do tell.”

“Go over to the Sixth Precinct and talk to Lieutenant Edward Koehler. Tell him your problem and ask him to raid you a few times.”

“You’ve got to be kidding.”

“Think about it. Slip Koehler a couple of bucks. Fifty should do it. He’ll arrange to raid you a few times and give your leather crowd a hard time. There won’t be any charges against you, so it won’t screw you up with the SLA. Your liquor license won’t be in jeopardy. The motorcycle boys are like everybody else. They can’t afford hassles. They’ll find some other house to haunt. Of course your business will fall off for a couple of weeks.”

“It’s off, anyway. The little cunts are all beer drinkers, and they don’t leave tips.”

“So you won’t be losing much. Then in a month or so you’ll start getting the kind of clientele you want.”

“What a devious mind you have, Matthew. I think it might work, at that.”

“It should. And don’t give me too much credit. It’s done all the time.”

“You say fifty dollars should do it?”

“It ought to. It would have when I was on the force, but everything’s been going up lately, even bribery. If Koehler wants more, he’ll let you know about it.”

“I don’t doubt it. Well, it’s not as if I never gave money to New York’s Finest. They come around every Friday to collect, and you wouldn’t believe what Christmas cost me.”

“Yes, I would.”

“But I never gave them money in the hope of anything beyond being allowed to remain in business. I didn’t realize you could ask favors in return.”

“It’s a free-enterprise system.”

“So it seems. I just might try it, and I’ll buy you a drink on the strength of it.”

He poured a generous shot into my glass. I picked it up and eyed him over the top of it. “There’s something else you could do for me,” I said.

“Oh?”

“Ask around a little about Richie Vanderpoel. I know you don’t want to give me any names. That’s reasonable. But see if you can find out what he was like. I’d appreciate it.”

“Don’t expect much.”

“I won’t.”

He ran his fingers through his beautiful blond hair. “Do you really care what he was like, Matt?”

“Yes,” I said. “Evidently I do.”

Maybe it was a reaction to too many visits to bars that were gay in name alone. I’m not sure, but on my way to the subway I stopped at an outdoor phone booth and looked up a number in my notebook. I dropped in a dime and dialed it, and when she answered I said, “Elaine? Matt Scudder.”

“Oh, hi Matt. How’s it going?”

“Not too bad. I was wondering if you felt like company.”

“I’d love to see you. Give me a half hour? I was just getting into the shower.”

“Sure.”

I had coffee and a roll and read the Post . The new mayor was having trouble appointing a deputy mayor. His investigative board kept discovering that his prospective appointees were corrupt in any of several uninteresting ways. There was an obvious answer, and he would probably hit on it sooner or later. He was going to have to get rid of the investigative board.

Some more citizens had killed each other since yesterday’s edition went to press. Two off-duty patrolmen had had a few drinks in a bar in Woodside and shot each other with their service revolvers. One was dead, the other in critical condition. A man and woman who had served ninety days each for child abuse had sued successfully to regain custody of the child from the foster parents who had had the kid for three and a half years. The nude torso of an adolescent boy had been discovered on a tenement roof on East Fifth Street. Someone had carved an X into the chest, presumably the same person who had removed the arms and legs and head.

I left the newspaper on the table and got a cab.

She lived in a good building on Fifty-first between First and Second. The doorman confirmed that I was expected and nodded me toward the elevator. She was waiting at the door for me, wearing royal-blue hip-huggers and a lime-green blouse. She had gold hoop earrings in her ears and she smelled of a rich, musky perfume.

I draped my coat over an Eames chair while she closed the door and fastened the bolt. She came into my arms for an openmouthed kiss and rubbed her little body against me. “Mmmm,” she said. “That’s nice.”

“You’re looking good, Elaine.”

“Let me look at you. You don’t look so bad yourself, in a rugged, rough-hewn sort of a way. How’ve you been?”

“Pretty good.”

“Keeping busy?”

“Uh-huh.”

There was chamber music stacked on her stereo. The last record was just ending, and I sat on the couch and watched as she walked to the turntable and inverted the stack of records. I wondered whether the hip wiggle was for my benefit or if it came naturally to her. I had always wondered that.

I liked the room. White wall-to-wall shag carpet, stark modern furniture more comfortable than it looked, a lot of primary colors and chrome. A couple of abstract oils on the walls. I couldn’t have lived in a room like that, but I enjoyed spending occasional time in it.

“Drink?”

“Not just now.”

She sat on the couch next to me and talked about books she had read and movies she had seen. She was very good at small talk. I suppose she had to be.

We kissed a few times, and I touched her breasts and put a hand on her round bottom. She made a purring sound.

“Want to come to bed, Matt?”

“Sure.”

The bedroom was small, with a more subdued color scheme. She turned on a small stained-glass lamp and killed the overhead light. We got undressed and lay down on the queen-size bed.

She was warm and young and eager, with soft, perfumed skin and a tautly muscled body. Her hands and mouth were clever. But it was not working, and after a few minutes I moved away from her and patted her gently on the shoulder.

“Relax, honey.”

“No, it’s not going to work,” I said.

“Something I should be doing?”

I shook my head.

“Too much to drink?”

It wasn’t that. I was far too completely locked into my own head. “Maybe,” I said.

“It happens.”

“Or maybe it’s the wrong time of the month for me.”

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