Grew Up A Screw Up Vengeful Psychological Thriller (2/3)

GREW UP A SCREW UP

Vengeful Psychological Thriller (2/3)

By: Jeff Dejent

This novel published by an arrangement between:

Jeffrey Wayne Dejent

and

Dynamic Entry Productions, LLC

Copyright © 2013

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GREW UP A SCREW UP Vengeful Psychological Thriller (2/3) is a complete work of fiction. All the characters are fictitious. Any resemblance to actual persons living or dead is entirely coincidental. The names, incidents, remarks, and opinions expressed by the characters are out of the author’s imagination. They must not be construed as real.

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GREW UP A SCREW UP Vengeful Psychological Thriller (2/3) is for mature audiences, age 18 years and up. The narrative includes a number of detailed action adventure scenes.

Images-

Photographic images on the cover and in the body of the manuscript are for the sole purpose of illustration. They do not advertise. Each picture falls within the Public Domain category. Our graphic design artist removed military markings from pictures of military vehicles, aircraft, and uniforms with the use of the clone tool in GIMP. In the rare instance when a human face turns towards the camera, our graphic design artist completely obscured his identifying features. For source credits and license information, see the appendices at the back of the book. Icons are from the Open Clip Art Library, a public domain source for high quality images.

Printing History-

The novel: GREW UP A SCREW UP Vengeful Psychological Thriller (2/3) published by an arrangement between Jeffrey Wayne Dejent and Dynamic Entry Productions, LLC Copyright © (USA) 2013

ISBN: 978-1-940028-24-8

All rights reserved. This work is available in the electronic book reader format. As a 6 x 9 inch trade paperback, Grew Up a Screw Up would be 222 pages long (72,654 words).

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Dynamic Entry Productions, LLC | Terre Haute Indiana 47802-5422

All three volumes of the TRUST FUND BABIES trilogy are available bound as a single 7.44 by 9.69 inch trade paperback (638 pages, 238,317 words | ISBN: 978-1-940028-16-3).

To learn more about the murders of the Clutter farm family: In Cold Blood, A true account of a multiple murder and its consequences, by Truman Capote (1966) ISBN: 0-679-74558-0

For information about the shotgun killings of Jose and Kitty Menendez by their sons, Eric and Lyle: Bad Blood: the shocking true story behind the Menendez killings, by Don Davis (1994) St Martin, New York ISBN: 0-312-95334-8

Dedication-

The author dedicates the TRUST FUND BABIES trilogy to the memories of four women, angels of mercy. Three Nuns and a Catholic Lay Worker abducted, raped and shot to death in rural El Salvador during the night hours of December 2, 1980. Very truly, the sacrifice of these ladies is of the same character, the same import as the death of Lady Jane Gray, the- 'Nine Day Queen of England'.

In Foxe's Book of Martyrs we read:

"The next victim was the amiable Lady Jane Gray, who, by her acceptance of the crown at the earnest solicitations of her friends, incurred the implacable resentment of the bloody Mary.

When she first mounted the scaffold, she spoke to the spectators in this manner: "

... "I pray you all, good Christian people, to bear me witness, that I die a good Christian woman, and that I do look to be saved by no other mean, but only by the mercy of God in the blood of His only Son Jesus Christ: Then she kneeled down, saying, "Will you take it off before I lay me down?" And the executioner said, No, madam. Then she tied a handkerchief about her eyes, and feeling for the block, she said, What shall I do? Where is it? Where is it?

The Execution of Lady Jane Gray (Paul Delaroche 1797-1856)

One of the standers-by guiding her there unto, she laid her head upon the block, and then stretched forth her body, and said, Lord, into Thy hands I commend my spirit; and so finished her life, in the year of our Lord 1554, the twelfth day of February, about the seventeenth year of her age. Touching the condemnation of this pious lady, it is to be noted that Judge Morgan, who gave sentence against her, soon after he had condemned her, fell mad, and in his raving cried out continually to have the Lady Jane taken away from him, and so he ended his life."

Page: 148 | www.jesus.org.uk/vault/library/foxes_book_of_martyrs.pdf

TRUST FUND BABIES Two Table of Contents

CHAPTER 5 GETTING SETTLED NEAR RESTON VIRGINIA

Scene 43 The Sinaloa Gang Relocates To A Campus Town

Scene 44 Living In An Apartment Under An Assumed Name

Scene 45 Ali Leon Needs To Speak With His Son

Scene 46 The Sinaloa Gang Is A News Item

Scene 47 Sightseeing On The Midland University Campus

Scene 48 Tepo Builds A Relationship With Buster

Scene 49 Buster's Van, His Home Away From Home

Scene 50 Buster Stalks Tepo On The University Campus

Scene 51 Home Sweet Home For The Sinaloa Gang

CHAPTER 6 BUSTER KNOWLES AND CHIEF BURKE

Scene 52 Buster Knowles Plea Bargains With The Drug Enforcement Agency

Scene 53 The Sinaloa Gang Orders Out For Food

Scene 54 A Big Breakfast For The Gang, Then Off To Work

Scene 55 Tepo Makes Contact With Buster

Scene 56 Tepo And Buster Plan The Big Deal

Scene 57 Ali Leon Makes Another Phone Call To East Los Angeles

Scene 58 Joe Gomez And Dan Collins Check The Pen Register Data Base

Scene 59 Gomez and Collins Report To Chief Burke

Scene 60 Bureaucratic Delays In The Ali Leon Case

Scene 61 Andy And Moses Are Invited To A Garden Party

Scene 62 Andy, Moses, And Donna On The Way To Lunch

Scene 63 The Howell's And The Hespara's Plan For A Garden Party

Scene 64 Joe Gomez And Dan Collins Share Some Information

Scene 65 Dan Collins And Moses Anderson Exchange Data Bases

Scene 66 Chief Burke Is Disappointed With Gomez And Collins

Scene 67 Andy And Bill On A Training Ride

Scene 68 Andy And Moses Talk Shop With Their Wives

Scene 69 Action Officers And Marines At A Garden Party

CHAPTER 7 POLITICS AND SOCIAL ISSUES

Scene 70 Andy Howell Sticks His Foot In His Mouth

Scene 71 Andy, Moses, Karen And Linda Make Small Talk

Scene 72 Buster Knowles On The Way To DEA Headquarters

Scene 73 Burke Sends Gomez And Collins To Bogota

Scene 74 Buster Knowles, The Soon To Be Undercover Agent

Scene 75 Chief Burke Plans A Routine Drug Bust

Scene 76 The Sinaloa Gang Dines Before The Drug Deal, Ricky Needs A Pizza Box

Scene 77 Frankie And Tepo Hatch A Cover Story

Scene 78 The Sinaloa Gang Prepares For The Buster Knowles Drug Deal

Scene 79 The Sinaloa Gang Reconnoiters The Seneca Mall

Scene 80 The Sinaloa Gang Makes Ready For Buster Knowles

Scene 81 The Sinaloa Gang Takes Up Their Positions

Scene 82 The Second Shift Mall Guards Report For Duty

Scene 83 Andy Readies To Shoot For Qualification

Scene 84 Colonel Wingate Is Cool And Distant With Major Howell

Scene 85 Moses Tells Andy To Take It Easy

Scene 86 Andy Drives His Firebird To The Seneca Mall

Scene 87 Andy Howell Makes Eye Contact With Tepo Nayari

CHAPTER 8 A ROUTINE, LOW THREAT, DRUG ARREST

Scene 88 Buster And Tepo, Long Time No See!

Scene 89 Andy Howell Pays For His Batteries

Scene 90 Buster Knowles Reports To Chief Burke

Scene 91 Kavinay and Kinney Join Burke And Knowles

Scene 92 Chief Burke Puts His Trust In A Psychological Profile

Scene 93 Buster Knowles, The 'Secret Agent Man'

Scene 94 Buster Locks The Wrong Door At The Wrong Time!

Scene 95 Chief Burke Makes A Grab For Tepo's Left Wrist

Scene 96 Second Stage Of The Seneca Mall Gun Battle

Scene 97 Third Stage Of The Seneca Mall Gun Battle

Scene 98 Fourth Stage Of The Gun Battle, Car To Car Pursuit

Scene 99 Final Stage Of The Seneca Mall Gun Battle, Out Of The Car, Clown Suit!

Scene 100 Andy Howell Arrested, Put In A Holding Cell

Appendix A Image Sources and Photographer Credits

Appendix B Image Permission Statements

CHAPTER 5 GETTING SETTLED NEAR RESTON VIRGINIA

Scene 43 The Sinaloa Gang Relocates To A Campus Town

Location: On the road from Philadelphia to Reston Virginia

After the gun battle with the Mustalaro family, Ricky Sinaloa, Ali Leon, and the Nayari brothers, Frankie and Tepo speed off in the dark night on interstate 95. They motor along to the southwest. The men find themselves inside the city limits of Wilmington within an hour. In spite of the unfamiliar darkness, the Sinaloa gang maintains contact over the Citizen's Band hand held radios they bought weeks ago in Dallas.

South of Wilmington, the interstate merges with the toll road. Driving down a toll road brings the men no end of worry. As they drive, they imagine a quick thinking police force in Philadelphia broadcasting descriptions of their vehicles to the toll way police. As it happens, the Sinaloa gang left the crime scene well in advance of the arrival of either witnesses or uniformed first responders. They have nothing to fear, at this moment, from the local authorities in Philadelphia.

The real danger to the members of the Sinaloa gang comes from the Mustalaro crime family, not the local or federal police agencies. Each and every member of the Italian gang has the names and physical descriptions of the four Hispanics scant hours after the gun battle. The sad fact is, neither the Philadelphia police nor the Drug Enforcement Agency, will have Ali Leon’s name until more than a week after the drug related homicides took place.

Like always, the Philadelphia mafia people operate under a code of silence. They will say nothing of any substance to the authorities about their enemies. Thus it is the police in Philadelphia have no inkling of Ali Leon's name until the bloody handprint on the trunk of Jimmy the Bartender's Buick comes back to Mister Leon. Ricky Sinaloa, Ali Leon, Frankie Nayari and his baby brother Tepo drive along in the dark of the night in a state of complete terror. The fact is, they have nothing to worry about, nothing whatsoever. On the outskirts of Baltimore, Ali Leon tells Tepo to turn off the interstate and on to the beltway. The older man has a twofold purpose in mind. First, he wants to avoid the uniformed tollbooth guards at the Fort McHenry and Harbor tunnels. Second, Ali feels it is time to steal fresh license plates for the Mercury and the Chrysler.

The two cars drive through Parkville, Towson, and Pikesville in the pre-dawn dark, until they locate cars of the same make, model, and color as the cars in their possession. Then they stop, and brazenly exchange license plates.

Tepo leaves the beltway on the southwest side of Baltimore. Once again, he gains interstate 95. Tepo Nayari glances over at Ali Leon. In spite of the fact the older man’s handkerchief, jacket, and shirt are soaked in his own blood there is a look of accomplishment on Ali’s face. He quips,

It's like we're stock brokers, kid. Tepo Nayari blinks, You getting dizzy?

Mister Leon grins from ear to ear, Big time companies split their stocks and everybody doubles their money.

Tepo glances at Ali with a raised eyebrow. Mister Leon adds, We just doubled our cash and our supply. Gonna need an off shore company to shelter the dough from Uncle Sam!

With stops for gasoline and burgers, the four men make their way to the Washington beltway at about ten the next morning. Ali Leon insists they drive to the Virginia side of the Potomac River. His instincts tell him they will be safe from the Philadelphia police and the Mustalaro crime family as soon as they put two states between themselves and the crime scene. So the two cars speed along on the outskirts of the capitol city.

As the men drive across the Woodrow Wilson Memorial Bridge, they take no notice of the scenic beauty of their surroundings. It has been quite some time since they have eaten a meal of any real substance. Their senses are dull they need a sound night's sleep.

The men argue over the radios about when and where to stop for food and lodgings. It is not until they see signs for the Dulles International airport that they leave the highway and register in a motel. Here they party and drink themselves into hangovers during the entire weekend.

On Monday morning, Ricky assigns Tepo the task of renting a two-bedroom apartment. Ali Leon suggests Tepo obtain a school course catalog and a current class schedule at a local college, Midland University. Tepo takes these items into a realtor’s office and uses them as a ruse.

In a bold confident tone, the young man represents himself to the agent as a full time student at Midland University, newly arrived from Dallas, Texas. Tepo pays the realtor in cash for his first and last month's rent after a casual tour of a third story two-bedroom apartment.

When the agent checks the lease application Tepo fills out in front of him he is duped yet a second time. Instead of his baptismal name- Theodore Nayari, the young man wrote in- Ted Natari. Somewhat pressed for time, the man behind the desk fails to notice the intentional misspelling of the last name. When he asks Tepo about the discrepancy in the first name, Tepo responds Ted is the Americanized form of his given name. The realtor has a good feeling about the earnest looking slender young man standing before him and calling him- 'sir'. He soon hands Tepo two sets of keys.

The other tenants take no notice of the Sinaloa gang members as they carry their things up to their newly rented third floor apartment. It is a good thing for Ricky, Ali, Frankie, and Tepo their neighbors are mostly college students, absorbed in their studies, not too curious about their new neighbors. A police officer, perhaps even a fan of crime novels, might have noticed that while they carried only two suitcases into the furnished apartment. Their arms were burdened down by eight brand new briefcases, four black and four brown. Why would four men each own two identical briefcases?

Scene 44 Living In An Apartment Under An Assumed Name

Location: Sinaloa gang apartment on Clifton Street, Reston Virginia

On Tuesday morning, Frankie Nayari walks in through the front door of the two bedroom third story apartment. He holds a large paper bag in each of his arms.

As he passes in front of the wooden cocktail table in the living room, Frankie sees Ricky, Ali and his younger brother Tepo sitting in a row on the couch. Feet up on the table in front of them, eyes glued to the television set. Frankie walks to the dining room table and puts down the bags. He turns round to face the other members of the gang.

With a big grin on his face he pulls a twelve can package of beer out of one of the grocery bags. In a loud theatrical voice Frankie crows,

Heads up! Vitamins and minerals to go with the pizzas. Gotta have well balanced meals all the time.

Ricky Sinaloa laughs aloud at Frankie's joke. Ali, sitting in the middle of the couch, smiles and waves without taking his eyes off the television set. Cable television is a luxury for Mister Ali Leon, something new in his life. One of the dividends of his new found career as a wholesale drug dealer.

Tepo ignores his brother’s attempt at humor. He is as wrapped up in the game show on the television set as if he were one of the contestants. While Frankie Nayari sips his first beer for the morning his baby brother shouts,

George Washington Bridge! Tepo's euphoria is short lived. He groans when the announcer gives the name of the bridge connecting Staten Island to Linden New Jersey as the Goethals Bridge.

Tepo shakes his head from left to right as his drug-burdened mind comes to terms with the correct answer. In a disgusted voice he says, Who in the heck would know that?

As the game show fades to the closing commercial message, Tepo stands and turns off the television. Then he whirls around and makes a stabbing gesture towards Ricky and Ali. Eyes gleaming, Tepo exclaims,

Did I cut that guy good or what?

Tepo makes a few more stabbing gestures in the air. It is as if he were in a make believe fencing match. Nearly shouting he brags,

That Bobby punk outweighed me maybe fifty pounds. I cut him up like he was the bull and I was the matador!

Frankie puts his beer down on the dining room table. He smiles at his younger brother with his hands on his hips. Frankie looks down at Ricky and says,

I told you the kid is good in tight spots. He pulled us through customs out of Mexico. Last week he handles the whole mafia!

Ricky looks up from his seat on the end of the couch. He smiles back at Frankie. Ricky says,

The best thing, your brother don’t have no priors. When the police in Philly check the prints on the knife he stuck in Gotella’s heart they're gonna to come up with nada.

Tepo adds, "Even if the Philly police had my driver’s license and birth certificate they couldn’t find us here in Virginia. I rented this place as Ted Natari, not Tepo Nayari."

Ali Leon walks the long way around the cocktail table. He is by nature, too polite to ask Ricky to put his feet down. Ali picks up the cordless telephone in the dining room. He walks back to the doorway connecting the dining and living areas.

Frankie, Tepo, and Ricky turn to look at Ali. Bandage on his face, phone in his hand. Ali picks up on their puzzled expressions. He explains,

Forgot to call Albert Einstein when we first got here. Gotta see how my mother is getting along.

Ali’s three friends nod. Ricky is just the least bit concerned. But not about the welfare of Ali's mother. Ricky asks.

If the phone don’t have a cord does it broadcast like the radios we been using in the cars?

Ali thinks about Ricky's question for a moment. He shakes his head from side to side, Only twenty feet or so.

Ricky is not at all happy with Ali's response. He says.

Twenty feet takes you into the living room next door. What if the neighbor has the same phone? What if the neighbor's a cop?

Ali shrugs his shoulders. He explains. Cordless phones jump from one channel to the next automatically like we change channels by hand on the car radios. If the neighbor and me is on the same channel both phones jump to different channels so they don’t interfere.

Ali and Ricky hash out their problem in communications theory and practice. Frankie opens a second can of beer and takes a long drink. Frankie says wisely,

All the same we should make important calls from the phone in the strip mall. That way the phone bill doesn’t say anything bad about us.

The other three men nod silently in agreement with Frankie’s suggestion.

Ali leans against the wall. As he brings the handset up to his face, he winces in pain. Quite by accident, the phone brushes against the knife wound inflicted by the late Mister Phillip Gotella. He dials directory assistance for Philadelphia.

Ali quickly transfers the phone to his left hand. Just then the operator asks, What city please? Ali responds, Philadelphia. The operator comes back with, And the name sir? Mister Leon replies, Albert Einstein Medical Center. A moment later, Ali hears the number for the hospital. He commits the number to memory.

Ali Leon sips from his beer. Then he dials the general information number for Albert Einstein. There is a pause. His friends hear Ali say,