Authors: Elmore Leonard

Tags: #Men's Adventure, #General, #Mystery & Detective, #Fiction

Raylan: A Novel (18 page)

Delroy, surprised, started to scowl at Raylan.

“How you know it was me?”

“You’re waitin for me, aren’t you?” Raylan said. “I saw your movie, I know what your intentions are. I could pull right now and shoot you. Before you get your purse open.”

He watched Delroy touch his wig.

And the homeboys started yelling at each other.

Raylan held his gaze on Delroy. He said, “Even if I looked to see what they’re doing, you wouldn’t get your purse open in time.” Raylan said, “You want to do it right here, all these people watchin?”

“They don’t bother me none,” Delroy said.

“They bother me,” Raylan said, pulled his Glock pointing it straight up and fired a round into the ceiling.

There was no sound in the bar. Now that’s all there was: people screaming, chairs scraping, glass breaking as the crowd in the Two Keys dropped to the floor, some of them running out the entrance.

Raylan held his Glock at his leg.

“Same as last time,” Delroy said, his fingers inside the shoulder bag on the table now in front of him.

“You’re dressed different,” Raylan said.

“You held your piece at your side like that,” Delroy said.

“The same one,” Raylan said.

“I had a shotgun,” Delroy said, “thinking could I raise it before you got one off.”

“I run into this kind of situation on the job,” Raylan said. “You made up your mind to give up and you’re still alive. But for how long?”

He saw Delroy raise the purse in his left hand, aiming it at Raylan, and Raylan shot from the hip and saw Delroy sag back in his chair still aiming the purse and Raylan shot him again.

Raylan took time to approach the table, Delroy facedown on the surface, still holding the purse out in front of him. Raylan looked at the two homeboys staring at him and told them to go on out of here before police arrived, and they ran. Now he was aware of a hum of voices in the bar, Raylan touching Delroy’s throat for a pulse but didn’t feel one. He turned now, pressing the marshals number on his cell and saw Jackie Nevada standing there watching him. She appeared different now, looking right at him without knowing who he was. He walked over to her to stand close, saying, “Remember me?” Her eyes raised and she was smiling, trying to, but she did wrap her arms around him, holding on tight, and everything seemed okay.

R
aylan told Jackie, “You know when I fired the shot at the ceiling? I mighta hit my room upstairs. It wouldn’t of hurt it any, unless it put a hole in my extra pants hangin from a pipe.”

They were in the Hilton suite now that Harry had got for Jackie. Perfect. Nobody knew they were here.

The phone rang.

Art Mullen said, “Were you gonna tell me what happened or keep it to yourself?”

Raylan heard the shower turn on.

“I didn’t want to wake you up.” Raylan had his shoes off and his pants. “How’d you find me?”

“Bill Nichols. He told me you shot Delroy and are now staying at the Hilton with the girl you went after. Is that correct?”

“I’m keeping an eye on her till I get her back to Indy.”

“She sittin there with you?”

“Wait,” Raylan said. “No, I hear the shower runnin. Art, I’m not payin for the room. Mr. Burgoyne got it for Jackie. I’m gonna sleep on the couch.”

“Be the first time in your life, won’t it?”

“Art, I’m not gonna take her to that room I was using. This girl just won a million dollars. I’m not gonna sit in a chair out in the hall.”

“You saw her win a million bucks?”

“One hand of hold ’em. She’s twenty-three, about to graduate and poker is her life. She isn’t the least interested in an old fart like me.”

“ ‘He said humbly,’ ” Art said. “I’m not telling you how to bring her back. Long as you don’t run off to some island. She in love with you yet?”

He could hear the shower, the bathroom door left open.

He said, “Ms. Nevada is all the way into poker. She has the . . . stuff to make it work.”

“You were gonna say ‘balls,’ weren’t you.”

“Art, I’m gonna take a week off after I get her back to school. She carries a three seven five and she’s a nice girl. Art, tell me you’re done.”

H
e put down the phone, tore the rest of his clothes off and ran to the bathroom and paused, got ready. He opened the shower door saying, “Hi, are you decent?” Saying, “You’re way more than decent.”

She said, holding up her hands, “I’ve been in here so long I’m starting to shrivel.”

“I’m sure not,” Raylan said, giving her a poke.

“Talking to your boss turned you on?”

“Something around here does. I wonder if it’s this bare-naked girl in here with me?”

“Watching me so I won’t run away. You do backs?”

“Fronts and sides . . . Let me lather you up.”

She said, “No, let me work on you.”

He was at the place where he was thinking of ways to keep this going while Jackie was soaping every part of him.

Run out and bring in some champagne.

Say, That’s my cell, and run out.

Take a couple of deep breaths and think of cleaning your weapon. Your gun. Then step back in. This was for fun.

She said, “If I joined the marshals, could I be your partner?”

“I’d make it happen,” Raylan said, giving his new partner another poke.

S
he said, “Remember
Young Frankenstein
? The monster gets it on with what’s her name and she starts singing about finding the sweet mystery of life?”

“What made you think of that?”

“I don’t know,” Jackie said.

About the Author

ELMORE LEONARD
has written more than forty books during his highly successful writing career, including the bestsellers
Road Dogs, Up in Honey’s Room, The Hot Kid, Mr. Paradise, Tishomingo Blues,
and the critically acclaimed collection of short stories
When the Women Come Out to Dance
. Many of his books have been made into movies, including
Get Shorty, Out of Sight,
and
Be Cool
.
Justified,
the hit series from FX, is based on Leonard’s character Raylan Givens, who appears in
Riding the Rap, Pronto,
the short story “Fire in the Hole,” and now
Raylan
. Leonard is the recipient of the Lifetime Achievement Award from PEN USA and the Grand Master Award of the Mystery Writers of America. He lives in Bloomfield Village, Michigan.

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ICTION

Djibouti

Road Dogs

Up in Honey’s Room

The Hot Kid

The Complete Western Stories of Elmore Leonard

Mr. Paradise

Fire in the Hole
(previously titled
When the Women Come Out to Dance
)

Tishomingo Blues

Pagan Babies

Be Cool

The Tonto Woman & Other Western Stories

Cuba Libre

Out of Sight

Riding the Rap

Pronto

Rum Punch

Maximum Bob

Get Shorty

Killshot

Freaky Deaky

Touch

Bandits

Glitz

LaBrava

Stick

Cat Chaser

Split Images

City Primeval

Gold Coast

Gunsights

The Switch

The Hunted

Unknown Man No. 89

Swag

Fifty-Two Pickup

Mr. Majestyk

Forty Lashes Less One

Valdez Is Coming

The Moonshine War

The Big Bounce

Hombre

Last Stand at Saber River

Escape from Five Shadows

The Law at Randado

The Bounty Hunters

N
ONFICTION

Elmore Leonard’s 10 Rules of Writing

Credits

Cover design by Mary Schuck

Artwork by FX Creative and The Refinery Creative

Photography by Robert Zuckerman and Todd MacMillan

This book is a work of fiction. The characters, incidents, and dialogue are drawn from the author’s imagination and are not to be construed as real. Any resemblance to actual events or persons, living or dead, is entirely coincidental.

RAYLAN
. Copyright © 2012 by Elmore Leonard. All rights reserved under International and Pan-American Copyright Conventions. By payment of the required fees, you have been granted the nonexclusive, nontransferable right to access and read the text of this e-book on screen. No part of this text may be reproduced, transmitted, downloaded, decompiled, reverse-engineered, or stored in or introduced into any information storage and retrieval system, in any form or by any means, whether electronic or mechanical, now known or hereinafter invented, without the express written permission of HarperCollins e-books.

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