Mike Jastrzebski - Key Lime Blues

I could see the fear in Tanya’s eyes. Unfortunately, Destiny’s actions over the last twenty-four hours warranted that fear. Destiny was turning her anger and fear toward Tanya. I needed to shift her attention to me. “The only way you’re going to find the diamonds is with my help,” I said. “And that’s not going to happen if you don’t stop threatening Tanya.”

“How do I know you didn’t turn the diamonds over to the cops?”

I reached toward my pocket, and Destiny steadied the pistol on me. “What the hell do you think you’re doing?”

I held my hand up. “I’ve got one of the diamonds in my pocket. I kept it on me so I could prove to you I still have them.”

It was clear she didn’t trust me. She stood and placed the muzzle of the pistol against Tanya’s head. “Let me see it,” she said. “And don’t do anything stupid.”

I reached into my pocket and drew out the stone. I opened my hand and let it roll around in my palm. It sparkled as the light reflected in it and for a moment we were all mesmerized.

“All right,” she said. “That’s a start-it will buy you maybe two minutes of Tanya’s life. Now, get down on your knees and shuffle over to the coffee table. Place the diamond on the table, and move back away from us. Do it slowly, and don’t make any funny moves. If you so much as breathe hard I swear I’ll kill her.”

I believed her. I did exactly what she asked. She stood and watched until I moved back from the chair, and then she reached over to pick up the diamond. She took her eyes off me and lowered the gun for a second. I braced myself to jump her, but she must have read my mind. She snatched up the diamond and pointed the gun back at Tanya before I could react.

She held the diamond up to the light, studied it for a moment, and tucked it into the pocket of her shorts before stepping back behind the chair. Once again she pressed the gun hard against the back of Tanya’s head.

“I’m going to count to three,” she said. “And then I’m going to kill Tanya unless you tell me where the rest of the diamonds are.”

“You’ll kill us both if I tell you,” I said.

“I don’t want you dead,” she said. “I just want my diamonds.”

“I don’t believe you.”

“Maybe you’ll believe this.” She gave Tanya’s head a rap with the gun barrel and said, “One.”

The fear was still evident in Tanya’s eyes, and there was insanity in Destiny’s. “All right,” I said. “I’ll take you to them.”

“That’s better.” She reached out and stroked Tanya’s hair. “I didn’t want to kill you hon, but Wes was being an asshole. You realize it would have been his fault if I had to hurt you?”

“But why are you doing this?” Tanya asked.

“Because I’m tired of being poor.” Destiny shifter the gun in my direction. “You wouldn’t know what it’s like. You’re daddy had money and he always took care of you.”

“We got by,” Tanya said. “There was never a lot of extra money. Since my dad died there’s not a week that goes by where I don’t struggle to meet the bills.”

“Oh you poor baby.” Destiny looked around the room and laughed. “You can sell this house and the bar and you’ll never have to work another day in your life. This is my only chance.”

“And what about the man you shot tonight?” Tanya asked.

“Talk to me about it after you’ve spent years dancing in front of assholes just like him, or Wes here.” Destiny pointed the gun at me. Her grip was steady, her eyes hard. “Last chance, where are they?”

“I’ll take you to them,” I said.

She laughed and shook her head. “Like that’s going to happen. I wasn’t kidding about killing Tanya. But first I’m going to cause her a lot of pain if you don’t tell me where they are.”

I couldn’t very well tell her the truth. If I did she’d be back inside within minutes. When she found out half of them were missing, she was going to be mad as hell. Since I wasn’t too keen on dying, I decided to buy some time. With any luck I could lead her someplace out of the way, and disarm her.

“I buried them under the gumbo-limbo tree next to Alvin's,” I said.

“What are you, nuts? You expect me to believe you’d bury them where anyone could come along and find them.” She shifted back and forth on her feet. “Last chance, Wes. Give me the real location or Tanya’s dead.”

“I’m telling the truth. No one’s going to find them there. I buried them about eighteen inches out from the trunk between the tree and the bar window.” I was on a roll, making it up while I went along. “They’re maybe a foot beneath the surface. I’ll take you to them.”

“Damn it.” She stomped her right foot and I could feel the rage emanating from her. I knew she wanted to kill me right then and there.

“If I’m lying,” I said, “You can kill me.” I needed to get her away from Tanya. I was counting on the fact that she would want to have the diamonds in her hands before she blew me away.

“You must take me for a fool,” she said. “You’re not going anywhere. If the diamonds aren’t where you say they are, I’ll be back. I’m going to make you watch me kill Tanya before I kill you. Now turn around.”

I started to stand and she said, “Uh Uh. Stay on your knees and swivel around.”

I hesitated until Destiny swung the gun in Tanya’s direction, then I nodded and shuffled around until I was facing the door. I knew what was coming and I tensed my shoulders, but you can’t prepare yourself for a smack on the head. She brought the barrel down hard over my right ear, and everything went dark.

Someone in the distance was calling my name. I could hear mumbled words through the drumbeats that played with the nerve endings along the back of my head. I fought back the pain and tried to ignore the voice as it built to an urgent whisper. With a groan, I rolled over onto my back and forced my eyes open.

“Thank God, Wes,” Tanya said. “I thought you were dead.”

My head throbbed, everything in the room appeared to have a fuzzy outline, and right then I thought dead sounded damn good. When I tried to sit up, I couldn’t move. It took me several seconds to realize my hands and feet were bound. “How long have I been out?”

“Maybe twenty minutes,” Tanya said.

At first, my mind and body refused to work together. It was like trying to move a table across the room by thinking about it, or maybe trying to fly. No matter how hard you tried, the table wouldn’t move and you couldn’t soar with the birds. I swore at the top of my voice and tried again to focus on the matter at hand.

It was move or die. I concentrated on pushing up on my arms. I began to roll toward the sofa. By the time I reached it I was breathing hard. I winced and levered myself into a sitting position. I was fighting the clock and the pain as I went to work twisting and turning my wrists in an effort to loosen the rope. This is getting to be a real bad habit, I thought while I struggled. Destiny had been in a hurry to go after the diamonds, but she had done a pretty good job of tying me up. It took a good ten minutes before I felt the rope give a little.

“Why don’t you take it easy?” Tanya asked. “You look like you’re in pain.”

“I can rest later.” I ignored her suggestion and continued my struggle. “When Destiny gets back here she’s going to kill both of us.”

“Why would she bother coming back if she has the diamonds?”

I didn’t answer the question. She had enough to worry about without my telling her I’d sent Destiny on a wild goose chase. After some thought, I said, “She’s going to want to get rid of any witnesses. You were there when she killed Dom. I saw her kill Frankie.”