Reader Ad Slot
Reader Ad Slot placeholder
If you would like to support SpookStack without paying out of pocket, please consider allowing advertising cookies. It helps cover hosting costs and keeps the archive free to browse. You can change this choice at any time.
Al Capone — Part 15
Page 31
31 / 73
147.
Doc returns to ‘A’ basement. hat next? he asks himself,
Ignorant of the fact thet Cohen had written Washington, but
bearing &@ malicious hatred towards Dr, Lynn -- borne of envy, of course ==
Doc conveys to Capone the diastrous result of the shakedown,
Gone! Gone is the little cubbyhole where big business was
transacted! Where thousands of dollars cassed, at Capone's instructions,
from his possession into cirovlation among the convicts?
Ended is the foot treatmente so essential (1) to Capone's
health. Ended is the daily contact with hospital attaches!
What next? Capone asks himsslf.
“Lynn did it. Il] bet anything!" Doc tells Capone as they
sit on the slope overlooking the tennis courts. "Fincpering me before he left!"
Capons, this day, could not lift a tennia racket, His stomach,
he moans, is already suffering.
"Whet mkos you way that?" Capone asks, unbelierinc.
"He's always beon jenlouse of how mich you give me. That quack
eint satisfied with a hundred a month. He wants more. He firures if I'm
out of the way he can handle things better?”
"That's fool's talk, Doc. I wonder if I'1] get my pie today?”
"Pie? Why worry about your plef" Doc anaps, his eyes blinking,
“There's other things to worry about. Look at mel Suppose Schnozzle puts
we in the Tailor Shop. With then real convicts! Sure as Hell one of them
guys is gonna petme!"
“Christ, end I was figurin' on chicken today for « change.
Dam it! Why did you talk mo outa it when ZI wanted to have them put it dom
in the electric therapy roan? You thought you knew best! Sure! Now I'l)
have to eat that garbage an the main line, Beans! Stewl Spinach! I can't
do it, that's 111" He rises, anger and grief overcoming him, “Let's find
sanebody!"
Not mentioning whom he was looking for, except "somebody",
Capone struts off with Doo at his side. A mountain and a mdlehilll They
wend their way in and out of groups, down the track and back to the tennis
courte, Capone's bodyguard shadow ever hehind and to the side. The man he
searches for, evidently, is not on stockade today.
Reveal the original PDF page, then click a word to highlight the OCR text.
Community corrections
No user corrections yet.
Comments
No comments on this document yet.
Bottom Reader Ad Slot
Bottom Reader Ad Slot placeholder
If you would like to support SpookStack without paying out of pocket, please consider allowing advertising cookies. It helps cover hosting costs and keeps the archive free to browse. You can change this choice at any time.
Continue Exploring
Reader
Topic
Agency Collection
Explore This Archive Cluster
Broad Topic Hub
Topic Hub
bureau
Related subtopics
Subtopic
Subtopic
Subtopic
Subtopic
Subtopic
Subtopic