A taste of noir

Hot Trouble

I sat alone,
a dimly lit booth in the back corner.
Joe’s was nearly empty.
All I had was my newspaper and a lousy cup of coffee,
and suddenly a broad walked in.
The broad.
She was a real dish, and she knew it.
Every man in the room stood like a dolt, gawking.
A kitten with a sultry mouth painted in copper-red,
dark flashy eyes, coal-black hair that fell to her shoulders,
a tight little dress and killer legs.
She took her time walking to the counter,
swaying her sweet caboose.
My gaze was interrupted right then, as
Doghouse Stanley burst through the door.
One glance and he’d found my table, ambling over.
Hey, “what’s the rumpus,” he said – “I got here as soon as I could.”
He slid into the booth, eager for news.
I lit a cigarette and puffed on it, nodding towards the broad.
“Whaddya make of that?” I said.
“She looks like hot trouble and I’m fixin’ ta get me some,” he said with a grin.
“The hell you won’t,” I said. “That’s Rita Diamond.”
Fury flamed through his eyes.
“She’s the one who knocked off Jimmie,” he hissed.
He balled his fists and before he could lunge
at the two-faced whore, I grabbed his shirt.
“Sit down and listen, pal. If you wanna get rid of this broad,
we’ll do it right, we’ll do your brother justice.”
He calmed himself, but trembled slightly.
“I know you wanna get your mitts on the lady but
let’s blow this joint and talk business elsewhere,” I said.
As we left she shot me a glance
and batted her long, sinful lashes.
She was hot trouble alright.

Advertisements

3 thoughts on “A taste of noir

  1. Thought I’d drop back to the beginning. Wow! this is some good story material here, Lauren. This would be a great opening to a novel, novella, short story, anything. It’s also captivating just as it is. 😉

    • Good to see you again! Thanks so much. I was taking a noir fiction class at the time and became inspired. I did intend to write a short story but this little chunk took so much energy – just using that old lingo and I don’t normally write about crime. I may have to circle back, though…

      • It’s perfect just like it is but if you rolled on with it, I’d definitely pay for the privilege to read it. 😀

Leave a Reply

Fill in your details below or click an icon to log in:

WordPress.com Logo

You are commenting using your WordPress.com account. Log Out / Change )

Twitter picture

You are commenting using your Twitter account. Log Out / Change )

Facebook photo

You are commenting using your Facebook account. Log Out / Change )

Google+ photo

You are commenting using your Google+ account. Log Out / Change )

Connecting to %s