The Devil Wore A Brown Suit

 Sam was a little drunk when he entered his room. He knew how Mrs. Bee felt about smoking in the rooms, but he desperately needed one. He almost smoked in the room, then he remembered how mean Bee could be if she felt disrespected. He decided it was best if he stepped outside his room. He turned the radio on to his favorite New Orleans station.

“Sweet Jazz.” He said out loud. “Nothing like it.”

          Sam stood outside his room smoking. As the rain fell in New Orleans, the sweet rain and sounds of Jazz coming out of his radio he could only think of Angie.

 “I was so stupid.” He said.

“Yes, you were and still are idiotic.” A soft voice said.

It was Angie. She looked amazing standing there. 

          “I’m sorry I brought her here. I am sorry I hurt you and mostly I am just sorry.” He said.

Angie didn’t say a word. She took his cigarette from his mouth and kissed him. “Does this mean you forgive me?” he asked.

“Nope.” She responded. “but it’s a start.”

          “We could dance?” Angie says. “I would love that my lady,” Sam says. 

          Sam pulled her in close to him. “I have missed you,” Sam says.

“You never called me. Not once, Sam. How much could you miss me?” Angie says. 

“You know why. Please, Angie, just let me be here with you. Can I just hold you?” Sam says.

Angie snuggles in as close as she can get to him. They dance in the rain. The sweet jazz playing in the background as the two pretend he never left. 

“How about I make you a hurricane?” Angie says.

“If you are trying to get me drunk, I am already halfway there,” Sam says.

“We should go to my room. I can make us a drink and we can talk or dance or whatever.” Angie says. 

Angie longed for Sam’s touch again. She did not want Camilla Dawn or Key or anyone else to see or hear what she was about to do to him. She wanted him all to herself for the night. Whatever was coming could wait until tomorrow. Tonight she wanted Sam Gallows, and she was going to have him. 

 Sam followed Angie to her room. He wanted her as much as she wanted him. He had missed her. He had thought about her a lot. He wanted to reach out to her so many times. He didn’t think he could relive any part of his life in New Orleans. Now here he was with her in New Orleans and it felt right. 

want to think about Camilla Dawn or Perdition tonight. He was with her tonight. She would be his focus. He was torn between two women and two lives he had lived. His life with Camilla

her small apartment. Bee had let Angie turn two rooms into a small apartment. She had taken to the task and made

it,”

says as she flips on the kitchen light. “Just make yourself at

      Angie went into the bathroom to check and see how she looked. She wiped the black from her mascara under her eyes. Her hair was messy from dancing in the rain. She still looked beautiful. She grabbed two glasses out of the kitchen and a bottle.

         “I

just do shots and ponder life.” She says. Sam pours two shots

sorry.” He

ran his hand down her back into the curve of her waist and pulled her close to him. Angie pushed him onto the couch and climbed on top of him. The two

bedroom if you want?” Angie

Sam says. Angie led him to her bed.  The sounds of the rain and jazz in the background serenading the two as Sam and Angie made love again

their sweet moment. Miles Davis was playing on the radio when Sam opened the

loud thump when he hit the floor. Angie jumped out of the bed and ran to the front door. Jaza

Camilla

can fucking have her just let us be,”

Angie Screaming. “Sam! Don’t leave me, Sam!”

She got out of bed and slipped on her housecoat. “What now?” she said. She moved as fast as she could to Angie’s

running and hear Angie’s screams.

 “Come on!” JJ says. The two men

asked.  Sam didn’t respond. Jaza’s blade was still in Sam. Angie was

Bee pulled Angie into her shoulder and

is it?” Mayhem

 “We need to move him,” JJ says. The two men carefully pick up Sam and take him to Angie’s bed.

you go get Perdition without her killing you?”

think so,” Mayhem

We have very little time. Tell her it’s Sam. She will come.”  JJ

apartment for the night. Bob was

Perdition?” Mayhem

He says. Mayhem runs up the stairs. He

He didn’t hear the growling behind him. Sarge was watching out for her. Sarge bit him on

She smiled when she saw Sarge had bitten him. Mayhem growled

his face. “Wait! It’s Sam. JJ

door. “I’m coming.” She says. “Come Sarge!” The three