Walter Mosley - All I Did Was Shoot My Man

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In the latest and most surprising novel in the bestselling Leonid McGill series, Leonid finds himself caught between his sins of the past and an all-too-vivid present.
Seven years ago, Zella Grisham came home to find her man, Harry Tangelo, in bed with her friend. The weekend before, $6.8 million had been stolen from Rutgers Assurance Corp., whose offices are across the street from where Zella worked. Zella didn't remember shooting Harry, but she didn't deny it either. The district attorney was inclined to call it temporary insanity-until the police found $80,000 from the Rutgers heist hidden in her storage space.
For reasons of his own, Leonid McGill is convinced of Zella's innocence. But as he begins his investigation, his life begins to unravel. His wife is drinking more than she should. His oldest son has dropped out of college and moved in with an exprostitute. His youngest son is working for him and trying to stay within the law. And his father, whom he thought was long dead, has turned up under an alias.
A gripping story of murder, greed, and retribution, All I Did Was Shoot My Man is also the poignant tale of one man's attempt to stay connected to his family.

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Harry Tangelo, aka Sydney Quick, exhibited the same surprised stare that plastered his daughter’s face.

“What do you want?” he asked.

“I need to talk to you about the other Zella.”

“I don’t understand. How did you find me?”

“I’m a detective. Finding people is what we do.”

“Um.”

“Can I come in?”

“What do you want?”

“My client, the woman with the same name as your daughter, has gotten her sentence overturned.”

“She’s out?”

“And very sorry for the things she’s done.”

Harry Tangelo’s mouth gaped open. His eyes were looking far beyond me.

“Daddy, can I go swimming?” the child asked, already bored with adult gibberish.

“Um, uh... Sure, honey. Sure. What was your name again, mister?”

“McGill. Leonid McGill.”

“Would you like to come out in the backyard, Mr. McGill? I was just filling the little pool for Zell.”

It was just an inflated red rubber tub, fed by a green hose, with water cascading over the side.

Screaming Zella the Second ran and jumped into the man-made puddle with a great splash.

It felt like I had just jumped into the deep end myself. While Harry went to the spigot at the side of the house, to turn off the hose, I watched and wondered what to do next.

“Have a seat, Mr. McGill,” Harry said, waving at two redwood chairs that were set in permanently reclined positions.

I lowered into one and he took the other.

We were both a little wary, like boxers in the first round of an out-of-town fight.

Tangelo would have been called cute if he’d been a woman. He had black hair, heavy lips, and eyes that seemed in turn sympathetic, then sad.

“Look at me, Daddy!”

“What does Zella want?” the adoptive blood father asked.

“To see her daughter and apologize for what she did.”

“The heist or the shooting?”

“She’s been exonerated for the Rutgers thing,” I said. “The DA admitted that he would have let her off on the shooting for diminished capacity.”

“I thought they found part of the money in her storage unit?”

There was a huge elm standing at the corner of the pine fence that separated the Quicks from their neighbors. The shadow that tree threw was like a stain across the green lawn. This darkness seemed appropriate.

“Hello,” a woman called.

“Mrs. Braxton!” the child screamed.

She jumped from the pool and tore out toward the back of the house. There, emerging from the sliding glass door, was a middle-aged woman wearing a violet dress and a white sweater in spite of the heat.

Harry stood up, following the girl toward the house. He spoke to the gray-haired white woman, gesturing toward me.

“Nooooo!” the child complained.

Then little Zella lowered her head and followed the babysitter into the house.

When Harry returned I was ready to engage him in our awkward contest.

“I don’t understand what Zella wants, exactly,” he said.

“I was hired by an attorney named Lewis to investigate the evidence in her conviction,” I said. “What I found proved that she had nothing to do with the robbery. We got her out of prison and the only thing she wanted was to find her daughter and make amends to you. But honestly, I came here today expecting to meet Sydney and Rhianon — not you.”

My words had the ring of truth to them. Harry grimaced and bit his lower lip.

“I changed my name after getting out of the hospital,” he said. “You know, I was adopted and so it wasn’t my real name, my birth name anyway. And because I was adopted I paid a lot of money to get little Zella. She’s my blood and I won’t have her be a ward of the state like I was.”

“Her mother would love to see her.”

“Her mother shot me three times.”

“That’s over with, Harry,” I said.

It felt good to be involved with a clear-cut element of the case. Zella wanted to see her child. The father had said child and was raising her in comfort and safety.

“Hi, honey,” a woman called from the glass door.

“Hey, babe,” the man known as Sydney Quick said.

I looked up and there, walking across the lawn toward us, was Claudia Burns, aka Minnie Lesser, now aka Rhianon Quick.

I stood up.

She stopped in her tracks, glowering at me.

“What?” Harry/Sydney asked.

The woman wanted to turn around and run — I could see that clearly.

“I’m already in your house, Minnie,” I said. “I’m already here.”

If epilepsy was in her DNA, she would have succumbed at that moment. She took in a deep breath and approached us.

“You two know each other?” Harry asked.

“Mr. McGill was at the office today,” she said. “He was talking to Mr. Brighton.”

“What for?”

“Even though the courts exonerated your ex-girlfriend it seems that Rutgers is not so easily convinced,” I said. “They’re hounding my client and I was there to try to get them to lay off.”

“I don’t understand,” Harry muttered. “Are you here looking for Zella’s daughter or because of the robbery?”

“I want you out of this house,” Minnie said to me.

“And I will leave just as soon as I’m satisfied that you and Harry here don’t have anything to do with Brighton, the heist, and the people who tried to kill me a few nights ago.”

“Kill you?” Harry said.

“Give me fifteen minutes and I will be happy to leave.”

48

Harry and Minnie shared the redwood chair next to mine. He had a confused expression on his cute mug while she exuded cold anger.

“Why would you think that these people trying to kill you would have anything to do with Zella?” Harry asked.

“It’s my only active case,” I said, “and the police think that at least three men have already died behind it.”

“What could we have to do with that?” Minnie asked.

“You’re working for Rutgers,” I said. “That’s enough right there.”

“But...” She was about to rebut my claim but then a thought occurred before the words could come out. She turned to Harry and he looked down at the lawn.

“Harry?” she said.

He looked up at me.

Harry/Sydney was not a stupid man but neither did he have a strong character. The look on his face told of how he was smart enough to get into trouble but too weak to fight his way back out again.

“A man came to me,” he said.

“Your friend Stumpy Brown,” Minnie put in.

“I didn’t really know him before then, honey,” Harry said. Then to me, “He offered me money and a way to get out from under all the publicity. He also helped me when I wanted to adopt Zella.”

“Stumpy?” I said. “What kind of name is that?”

“I never knew another name. He said that he worked freelance for Rutgers and that they needed to know about the heist. He offered me some money and a job for Minnie.”

“Didn’t he think that someone at Rutgers might know who she was?”

“What money?” Minnie asked.

“She wasn’t in the papers when the shooting happened,” he said. “That was the week of those big tornadoes in the Midwest. After that she stayed at her mother’s and never came out. All they had were high school pictures without her in glasses and with dark hair.”

I wondered then where Gert had gotten the more current pictures of the girl.

“What money?” Minnie asked again.

“He gave me thirty-three thousand and told me to stay low,” Harry said.

“You said that you were doing telephone sales.”

“Yeah.”

“Why would Stumpy do all that for you?” I asked.

“He wanted me to stay in touch with Zella, to get her to tell me where the money was.”

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