A Ballad of Eleanor

By R. Richard

I lecture the room, “To save time, I drive, I shoot, I know electronics and computers. I work out each and every day. If the scumbags chase me, my car will easily outdistance them. If it gets into a multiple car chase, the scumbags get tired, well before I do. I have electronics that let me see the scumbags, before they see me. I pick up product and I deliver it to your people. I never fail. Max, down at the pick up, sold me out to the scumbags.”
Expensive suit boy asks, “You have proof of your charge?”
“I have an audio thumb drive, recorded off my police scanner.”
Expensive suit boy says, “Give it to Vito.”
I reach slowly into my pocket and then hand the thumb drive to hard boy.
The other suit boy then lectures, “We talked with Max. He denies everything.”
I sigh, “When Max decides to sell me out, he should use a land line telephone, not a police band radio.”
Expensive suit boy says, “If what you say is true, we’ll have to abandon our current pick up site.”
I lecture, “What I say is true. If I were you, I would have my people sanitize the pick up site or, better, I would have Max run the site, when the feds come in and make arrests.”
The other suit boy then sneers, “That’s an expensive solution to what may be a product of your imagination.”
About this time, Vito comes back into the room and whispers to expensive suit boy.
Expensive suit boy harrumphs and then says, “Apparently, Max did indeed talk with the police. They're still examining the recorder voices, but the situation seems to be much like what the Devil says.”
I ask, “Why did Max betray me?”
The other suit boy sneers, “That’s no business of yours.”
I sigh, “As a result of Max’s betrayal, I could be in jail, the feds would have effectively seized a large amount of my money and your organization would be short a rather large amount of product. However, why Max betrayed me is none of my business. Save it for the sheep who work for you.”
Expensive suit boy says, “Now, now, let’s keep it polite here.”
I lecture, “Polite is for this room, where Vito can keep it polite. I operate out on the public roads. I have had purpose built a 750 horsepower delivery vehicle. Not just a powerful engine, but also a race built transmission, driveshaft and differential. My delivery vehicle also has racing brakes, steering, cooling and a host of other heavy duty items. Out on the public roads it’s me and my delivery vehicle, versus any number of scumbags. I eat health food and work out, day by day. The scumbags eat excrement and pimp for they mama at night. I win, nasty. The scumbags lose and their management is polite. If I have to kill a scumbag, as a last resort, I will. I didn’t kill a scumbag. last night, probably actually this morning. The scumbag committed suicide, trying to follow a professional while driving his scumbag amateur land yacht.”
Expensive suit boy says, “Devil, you are way out of line.”
The old man sighs and says, “He’sa straniero, he doesn’t understand our ways. He trusts nobody. He’sa little rough, but he gets the job done. He’sa like in the old days. Vito, who is he?”
Vito says, “Don Alfredo, he’s a hit man. He can think. He sets up an operation and then gets it done. No clues, except for a dead body.”
Expensive suit boy says, “Devil, you may get it done, but you need to soft pedal things here.”
I again ask, “Why did Max betray me? The reason or reasons are indeed business of mine.”
The other suit boy finally admits, “Max had a gambling problem. Likely he sold you out to maybe get some reward money from the police.”

• Language: English
• Publisher: R. Richard
• Release date: Nov 14, 2022
• ISBN: 9781005889975

R. Richard

I'm the co-author, with Sunset Thomas, of Anatomy of An Adult Film.I have 48 novels and over 299 short stories currently published.I spent my early years in the part of Los Angeles known as the South Central. I was known as Whi' Boy, which was sufficient to indentify me in that place. I'm a skilled kung-fu player, using a system that I learned from a Korean I knew only as 'Pak.' It would be easier to tell you the places that Pak wasn't wanted by the police, rather than the places where he was wanted by the police. Pak's kung-fu system, augmented by some bits and pieces from some Chinese practicioners is quick and effective, or I wouldn't be alive today.My early education was mostly obtained by stealing books from the public library (I always returned them and the Librarian even began to provide me with reading lists.) I did go to high schools, but I never really learned anything there. I eventually graduated from the University of California at Los Angeles, UCLA, with a degree in mathematics.I work as a Systems Analyst and also make a part of my living as a professional gambler (legal in Nevada.) I write science fiction and erotica. My published novels are:Anatomy of An Adult Film (With Sunset Thomas)1. Second Chance: God Killer2. Second Chance: Sky Pirate3. Second Chance: Scroll Seeker4. Second Chance: King of The Islands5. Second Chance: King of Zaya6. Second Chance: Duke of Averon7. Second Chance: King of Golomon8. Second Chance: King Of The Sky9. Second Chance: Warlord of Ifrequeh10. Second Chance: King of Ariby11. Second Chance: King of Mesodania12. Second Chance: King of Avuls13. Second Chance: King of Kemet14. Second Chance: King of Zorran15. Second Chance: King of Two Worlds16. Second Chance: King of Averon17. Second Chance: King's Duties18. Second Chance: King of The New WorldAdventurer: Simulation ProblemAdventurer: Pannar ProblemA Programmer's GambitAmateur StripperBeach MurdersBondage HouseCorporate Sex SlavesFriday NightGo Naked In The SoftwareGrasshopper WinterInvoluntary NudeLayoffNot A HeroPirates of The KeysSummer of SexThe LakeThe Last Moon DanceThe Nude Adventures of Plain JaneThe Secret Life of Wanda WilsonTails of the Pussycat LoungeTo Keep A JobTopless RestaurantToy WhoresVix: The MarineWayward BoyShort Stories:A Christmas Visit

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A Ballad of Eleanor

By R. Richard © 2022

I graduated from college and got a job, a good job. I was a computer programmer, a really good computer programmer. I could design, prototype, code, test, debug and deliver a final product to a customer. I could and did even sell work directly to customers. I knew that my skill would ensure me a good, lifetime job. I then wooed and, I thought, won Eleanor.

Eleanor would never move in with me, but she was always on my arm, especially at company events. Eleanor talked with the ladies, at company events and I thought that I was on my way up the corporate structure.

I then started to work on a major project. The project was on the cutting edge of technology and I was the key technical guy. Then, the Project Manager quit and I, of necessity, became the Project Manager, as I was the only one who really understood the whole picture.

I worked long hours and guided the project to a successful conclusion. During the sprint to the finish, I had to kind of ignore Eleanor. I did leave phone messages for the lady, but never got a call back. At the successful finish of my project, I tried to set up a victory celebration with Eleanor.

Eleanor told me to go away and never come back.

I then found out, from some ladies inside the company, that Eleanor had moved in with a political boy, who worked for the same company.

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