Herculeah Jones Tarot Says Beware - Plot & Excerpts
He peered around the drugstore. The mime was halfway down the block. Just the sight of that black suit, those white-gloved hands caused Meat to shiver. He took a deep breath. He squared his shoulders. He turned the corner, prepared to duck into the nearest doorway if necessary. It wasn’t. The sidewalk was empty. The mime had disappeared. Slowly, looking from side to side, exactly as Herculeah had imitated him doing at the flea market, Meat continued down the sidewalk. The last place he had seen the mime was just before the entrance to the alley that ran between the houses. No one used the alley much anymore, and it was overgrown with weeds. Meat stopped and peered into the alley. The dark shadows from the buildings made it even more uninviting. Still, he knew the mime had to have gone this way. He glanced around uneasily. No one was in sight. He lifted his hand and waved, as if to a friend in front of the drugstore. If the mime was watching—and he probably was—this would make the mime think someone had seen Meat entering the alley and make the mime think twice about ...
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