Book 2 Need for Speed (6)

Book 2 Need for Speed (6)

ONeills club, right? I think that was in Seven Miles. Right. Youre welcome.

ONeill was an informant that Matoba frequently spoke with. He was a self proclaimed reverend, who frequently dirtied his hands with stolen goods, insane porn and shady seminars. Tony and Godunov also maintained some contact with him, but very rarely approached him directly.

Their Citroen exited Police HQ and headed west, their destination being the Seven Miles borough, as they drove straight ahead through Madeira Road. It was right before dusk, so most bars were still closed. They stopped the car on a road bustling with clubs and pubs, and went inside one called the Lady Chapel.

A huge bodyguard was standing right in front of them.

Entrance is only from 7pm onwards. You can wait right there and Okay, Kenny. Did you forget my face that quickly? Oh. If it isnt Boss McBee? How are you doing? The boss is at the back. Though, unfortunately, hes in the middle of an audition right now. Oh alright. Well wait till he finishes this song.

Color me Badds I wanna sex you up could be heard all the way to the entrance from within the club. It was a hit song from back when Tony was a little kid. A black man dressed in a very bizarre attire was singing on stage, and he was shaking his hips in a very unpleasant manner, while singing in an overly sweet tone.

All night, girl you make me feel good, I wanna rub you down, I wanna sex you up. Make sweet lovin' all night long. I wanna sex you up. It was that kind of song.

Hallellujaaaah!!

As soon as the song stopped, the owner, Biz ONeill, raised both his hands, and shouted up to the skies all of a sudden, while sitting and behaving arrogantly on a clients chair. He then straightened his black robe, a golden pendant hanging from his neck. He was a bald black man, who was always wearing tiny round sunglasses.

How wonderful! Im sure Gods will dwells within your song! It came pouring down from the skies like the holy gospel. It reverberated through my very soul, filling it with light, energy and willpower! Perfect! It is perfect, brothers!

Said ONeill as he tightened his fists and started punching the air. The band members' faces all lit up suddenly, and they started happily looking at each other.

Areare you serious, Mr. ONeill?! So are you going to hire us?! Hm! Wait a minute, right now my heart is being touched by God himself thats right, the holy spirit itself is telling me this: To be honest, I dont really like Color Me Badd that much. I dont mind the dirty lyrics, but I think maybe next time, okay? So thats the situation, brothers! The exit is that way!Follow current novels at novelhall.com)

After making sure the depressed band members groggily exited the club, ONeill found himself right in front of Tony and Godunov.

Was that supposed to be an audition? It looked more like stroking your own ego, ONeill. Ohoho. Well Ill be! Detective McBee and Detective Godunov. Are the delightful Detective Matoba and the little girl doing alright?

Asked ONeill after swiftly fixing the position of his glasses on his face.

Well to be honest, Matoba got his beloved car completely wrecked just recently, so hes kind of depressed anyways, you work with porn too, right? I need you to do me a favor. Porn?! Thats a rude way to call it. Listen here, Detective McBee. All Im doing is focusing my efforts into chasing spiritual and physical experiences. It is all my way to guide people to Gods realm, its nothing more than a realistic way to do that. In other words, it is a dogmatic truth far larger and more complex than anything you or your fellow detectives from Vice could ever understand You can skip your pretentious speech. If you dont, youre going back to jail. It always comes down to this with you people! But its fine. Im feeling merciful today, so I will listen to your concerns. Do you know anything about a porn stealing gang? Can you please run a rumour about us wanting to buy some stolen porn? Well go by the names of Tony McCloud and Alex Ivanov.

It was totally awkward.

It also appeared like Tilarna had stopped her renovation of the first floor. Maybe Tilarna had started feeling uneasy about staying with Matoba permanently after all

During those three days, Matoba had also started vaguely thinking about it. He had no reason whatsoever to stop her from leaving, and in fact it would be the easiest option. And although he thought it was a bit awkward, it was probably the most realistic option. So for now he would simply let things be and do nothing about it or so he thought at least.

After leaving the subway station, they finally arrived at Police HQ. They entered the office and started doing some paperwork.

Right before noon, the phone on Tilarnas desk rang.

That was quite unusual. She answered while looking confused, and then just replied Understood, Im going a little later then and hung up. It seemed that she had finally gotten used to telephones. Matoba noticed it, but feigned ignorance. Sometime after noon, Tilarna grabbed her Krge at her side, and without saying a word, left the office all by herself.

Is it okay for her to go alone?

Asked Jamie as she looked at Matoba from another desk. She probably had noticed the awkward interactions between them the past few days. Camie, her partner, had left to work on a different case, so right now it was just her and Matoba.

I dont care. If shes gained this sense of independence now, then thats fine by me. Oh.

Jamie waited a little while after receiving such a cold response, and then talked to Matoba again

Hey, Kei. Would you like to go out for lunch one of these days or something? Ah sure, I dont mind or anything Matoba!

The bosss glass door opened, and Zimmer poked out half his body as he called Matoba over.

In the end what happened with the porn stealing incident? Come here! Come right here and explain it all to me!

He motioned Matoba to go into his booth with his thumb, and then went back into the room. Matoba simply rolled his eyes, shrugged and headed towards Zimmers booth.

Thats fine. Its not like were in a hurry or anything. Im sorry. Ill have some info next time.

Matoba laughed lightheartedly and left the booth.