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Novels by Mary Marcus
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Because My Heart Told Me So
Blue was starting to feel better. The nausea was gone, the dizziness too. The whack Endless gave him on the skull wasn’t throbbing anymore. Meanwhile he was still at Lady’s apartment in Santa Monica, and she was still treating him like a hero, her hero, the world’s hero, and at first it was pissing him off. The police had come and gone, and for all they knew, he had been just a brave man who took the hit when some psycho had burst in the yoga studio brandishing a gun. The police were treating it as some isolated act. Nate apparently hadn’t told them anything. The gorgeous blind chick whose dog had bitten Endless wasn’t saying anything—what the fuck could she say? And Blue certainly wasn’t going to either. Maybe now, Endless would just disappear. It had been years since he spent more than one night with a woman. Lady was now at the top of his list for the last decade. What was it about her that made him, in spite of his shakes, still want to be here? He knew he had a problem. At worst it would make him kill—at best it would give him the shakes. Women pushed his buttons. Once upon a time there had been shrinks in jail who had recommended books for him to read, and his brother, who was the bookworm in the family had also made sure he had stuff to read on his various stints inside. The problem stemmed from his mother. Duh. Maybe even more from his beautiful sister who had more or less ruined him for anyone...At Large
When it became grimly obvious to Greg Endless that Blue simply wasn’t going to kill Nate, the yoga teacher his ex-girlfriend Tatiana was in love with, he was mad with a rage fueled by his nagging, unremitting lust. One made worse by the knowledge that Nate was practically living there in Tatiana’s airy Westwood high-rise. Greg was relegated to the position of trusted friend, meanwhile Nate got to fuck her and worse than that, see where her eyes used to be. Photo: Joel Goodman His plan had been simple and god dammit, his plan should have worked: find a homeless man, set him up, give him a gun, and make him do the dirty work. When he approached Blue the first time, Endless—because he couldn’t help himself—pretended he was a government agent. He had pretended the same thing when he met Nate. Easy to get false ID, easy to fabricate an elaborate story. How was the homeless man or Nate for that matter, to know he was telling the truth or making up a bunch of lies? Endless alluded to some crimes Blue had committed: murder, theft, and had watched Blue’s face. Bingo! A deal was struck. He set Blue up in one of the apartments his father owned on Montana, a couple of rooms above an antique shop, gave him a few food cards, a pass at the yoga studio where Nate, the beloved of Tatiana worked, and promised him once the deed was done, he’d give Blue cash to just split. He passed on to him a small revolver he had purchased from an LAX baggage...Thrill Is Gone
When Blue awakened in the Emergency Room of St. John’s hospital I was holding his hand. He didn’t know who I was right away. But momentarily he drew my hand to his lips. “Lady,” he said my name that he didn’t know was made up, in a way that made me know he loved me. I love him. Never more than when he put his own life on the line to protect us all from the maniac who had brought the gun to Sunday morning yoga. The first thing he asked when he came to was about Nate, “Is Nate ok?” Photo: Joel Goodman This whole thing has made me question my Lady Smith .38. The one I bought to kill that prick who seduced me all those years ago. I still think he deserves to die, but I don’t know if I have the whatever-it-takes to do it. The police are still looking for a blonde man, five foot eight, with a recent dog bite on his calf, probably needing stitches. He fled the yoga studio, after knocking Blue on the head with his gun. I have a strong feeling no one will ever see that creep again. … “That was heroic, tackling an armed man, were you in the military?” Blue smiled wanly at the policewoman who had come to the hospital, and I smiled too. “Had you ever seen the man before?” “I can’t say for sure.” “Would you recognize him again, sir?” Blue looked unconcerned, “I don’t know.” “So why did you go back there when you saw him, according to our reports you...
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