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Last week: MdDugan and Mena
walked and talked about her
father's murder. They ate avid
grew to enjoy the company of
each other. McDugan discovered
Nona's boyfriend is coiled Wait .
McDugan McGruder was feel
ing terrible. The subway ride to
the Village had tossed his stom
ach and irritated his- sense of
well-being. Many things upset Mc
Dugan, one of which is the fact
that he hadn't been able to find
Walt uptown. He watched the
locals playing roundhail on ce
ment courts and nets made from
chain link fence. Washington
Square in Greenwich Village had
changed since he was busting up
kids for dealing cocaine here in
the Sixties.
McDugan saw a struggle. A
woman was losing her handbag
to a young thief. Through the
haze and mist of Gotham , McDu
gsn raced to the woman's side.
When he got through the hordes
of tourists, the woman was sob
bing. As he turned to fetch his
criminal, he was met in the chest
by two fists. The punky thief
slammed McDugan to the ground
and ran down the street with the
stolen purse. Insulted that the
punk had used him for a human
doormat, McDugan chased after
him in a frenzy.
In the flash of a tourist's flash
bulb, and the wink of an eyeball,
our hero was on the thief. He had
him in the Gagne sleeper just like
his heroes Greg Gagne and Jum
pin' Jim Brunzel used on All-Star
Wrestling Sunday mornings. The
purse dropped and the lad
screeched, "Yewozah, Pops! Easy
on ye old vertabrae!" McDugan tet
goof the neck.
McDugan locked eyes with the
boy and in the process, noticed
the scar on his chin. It was Walt!
"Walt, my friend. This isnt the
way I thought I'd shake your
hand." McDugan saw little red
burn marks all over the boy's
arm. "Burn yourself?"
"I got nothing against you, Pops.
Just a little petty fun-time." He
tried to cover his arms.
"Mona Munning." McDugan's
neck twitched.
"I didn't do it." Walt rolled his
head in circles and tried to loosen
up. "Whatever she told you, I
didntdoit."
"Her father's been killed."
McDugan reached into his back
pocket and pulled out a note
book. "Beeps. Ireland. Salt Mines.
Beeps in F Flat They all point to
something. I think at you, young
Walt McDugan looked pleased
"She's pregnant. I know that.
I'm just a little scared. No law
against being scared," Walt said.
McDugan wrote down that Walt
needed a new tailor. Buttons were
missing and holes grew in the
knees of his jeans. "I think you
know who killed her father. I can
sense it."
"If you don't leave," Walt backed
away, "I'll tell the cops you
punched me in the eyeball. So
take a leave and fly!"
"I never did." McDugan closed
in on Walt.
Walt took his left fist and
pounded it into his own left eye
three times. It began to swell and
look purple and raw. "Now you
did, Pops!" Walt began to giggle in
the back of his throat
McDugan lunged for Walt and
tangled himself in the purse. See
ing his opportunity to be free,
Walt kneed McDugan in the jaw
and ran down the street. With a
bleeding tongue, McDugan yelled
after Walt, "You're best friends
with suspicion and a killer to
boot! I can feel it in my bones!"
McDugan touched his chin and,
indeed, did feel it.
