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His
Uncle
Al
was
on
him
like
a
cat
on
a
mouse
.
Not
so
much
for
the
insult
to
his
sister
this
particular
day
but
because
it
was
obvious
that
he
often
talked
to
his
mother
in
such
a
fashion
when
they
were
alone
.
Tommy
never
dared
say
such
a
thing
in
from
of
her
brother
.
This
particular
Sunday
he
had
just
been
careless
.
To
his
misfortune
.
Before
the
frightened
eyes
of
the
two
women
,
Al
Neri
gave
his
nephew
a
merciless
,
careful
,
physical
beating
.
At
first
the
youth
made
an
attempt
at
self-defense
but
soon
gave
that
up
and
begged
for
mercy
.
Neri
slapped
his
face
until
the
lips
were
swollen
and
bloody
.
He
rocked
the
kid
's
head
back
and
slammed
him
against
the
wall
.
He
punched
him
in
the
stomach
,
then
got
him
prone
on
the
floor
and
slapped
his
face
into
the
carpet
.
He
told
the
two
women
to
wait
and
made
Tommy
go
down
the
street
and
get
into
his
car
.
There
he
put
the
fear
of
God
into
him
.
"
If
my
sister
ever
tells
me
you
talk
like
that
to
her
again
,
this
beating
will
seem
like
kisses
from
a
broad
,
"
he
told
Tommy
.
"
I
want
to
see
you
straighten
out
.
Now
go
up
the
house
and
tell
my
wife
I
'm
waiting
for
her
.
"
It
was
two
months
after
this
that
Al
Neri
got
back
from
a
late
shift
on
the
force
and
found
his
wife
had
left
him
.
She
had
packed
all
her
clothes
and
gone
back
to
her
family
.
Her
father
told
him
that
Rita
was
afraid
of
him
,
that
she
was
afraid
to
live
with
him
because
of
his
temper
.
Al
was
stunned
with
disbelief
.
He
had
never
struck
his
wife
,
never
threatened
her
in
any
way
,
had
never
felt
anything
but
affection
for
her
.
But
he
was
so
bewildered
by
her
action
that
he
decided
to
let
a
few
days
go
by
before
he
went
over
to
her
family
's
house
to
talk
to
her
.
It
was
unfortunate
that
the
next
night
he
ran
into
trouble
on
his
shift
.
His
car
answered
a
call
in
Harlem
,
a
report
of
a
deadly
assault
.
As
usual
Neri
jumped
out
of
the
patrol
car
while
it
was
still
rolling
to
a
stop
.
It
was
after
midnight
and
he
was
carrying
his
huge
flashlight
.
It
was
easy
spotting
the
trouble
.
There
was
a
crowd
gathered
outside
a
tenement
doorway
.
One
Negro
woman
said
to
Neri
,
"
There
's
a
man
in
there
cutting
a
little
girl
.
"
Neri
went
into
the
hallway
.
There
was
an
open
door
at
the
far
end
with
light
streaming
out
and
he
could
hear
moaning
.
Still
handling
the
flashlight
,
he
went
down
the
hall
and
through
the
open
doorway
.
He
almost
fell
over
two
bodies
stretched
out
on
the
floor
.
One
was
a
Negro
woman
of
about
twenty-five
.
The
other
was
a
Negro
girl
of
no
more
than
twelve
.
Both
were
bloody
from
razor
cuts
on
their
faces
and
bodies
.
In
the
living
room
Neri
saw
the
man
who
was
responsible
.
He
knew
him
well
.
The
man
was
Wax
Baines
,
a
notorious
pimp
,
dope
pusher
and
strong-arm
artist
.
His
eyes
were
popping
from
drugs
now
,
the
bloody
knife
he
held
in
his
hand
wavered
.
Neri
had
arrested
him
two
weeks
before
for
severely
assaulting
one
of
his
whores
in
the
street
.
Baines
had
told
him
,
"
Hey
,
man
,
this
none
of
your
business
.
"
And
Neri
's
partner
had
also
said
something
about
letting
the
niggers
cut
each
other
up
if
they
wanted
to
,
but
Neri
had
hauled
Baines
into
the
station
house
.
Baines
was
bailed
out
the
very
next
day
.
Neri
had
never
much
liked
Negroes
,
and
working
in
Harlem
had
made
him
like
them
even
less
.
They
all
were
on
drugs
or
booze
while
they
let
their
women
work
or
peddle
ass
.
He
did
n't
have
any
use
for
any
of
the
bastards
.
So
Baines
'
brazen
breaking
of
the
law
infuriated
him
.
And
the
sight
of
the
little
girl
all
cut
up
with
the
razor
sickened
him
.
Quite
coolly
,
in
his
own
mind
,
he
decided
not
to
bring
Baines
in
.
