“They set the fire!” Mohawk said.
“I been in that place,” Charlie said. “Knocked the door down and come to visit a number of times. Joint’s a shit hole, a fire hazard. Fire could have started any kind of way.”
“You have a shotgun with you to shoot the fire out,” Hanson said to Leonard. “EMTs said you were carrying a shotgun.”
“I was cleaning it. We heard the boy under the house, didn’t know what it was, and we’d seen the fire out the window, so I rushed out with it in my hand. I was so excited I forgot I had it.”
“Shut up!” Hanson said. “Every one of you, shut up. Charlie, take Melton here to the restroom.”
“I don’t need to go,” Mohawk said.
Charlie stood up and took Mohawk by the elbow. “Sure you do. Come on, I’ll show you how to fold the toilet paper.”
Charlie and Mohawk started past us. I said, “Thanks, Charlie.”
“Us Kmart shoppers got to stick together,” he said, and he and Mohawk went away.
Hanson said, “All right, let’s cut the bullshit. Here’s the deal. I don’t give a damn about that house or Melton and his asshole buddies. I want them nailed bad as you do. I don’t want any more drugged-out dead kids. But I’ve had all the cat-and-mouse I’m gonna do on this child murder thing. I don’t want any more dead kids that way either. You jerks are gonna come clean, or I’m gonna use this arson thing to nail you, and don’t think I won’t.”
“And don’t think I won’t give your case a hard time in court,” Florida said. “Melton wouldn’t exactly make a sympathetic witness. Neither would the rest of the house’s occupants.”
“You’d do that to me?” Hanson said.
“Business,” Florida said, and smiled at Hanson.
Hanson smiled back. “Yeah, guess you would. All right, here’s how it’s coming down. You two saw a fire, went to help, couple of occupants panicked, didn’t know you were trying to rescue ’em, so they got rough, and you got rough, but you saved them. OK?”
Leonard and I agreed.
“I’ll call Melton back,” Hanson said, “explain to him he wants to fight it, he can fight it, but it’s just gonna be shit for him. He’ll talk tough a couple of minutes and let it slide. He don’t want any court trouble, I’ll promise that.”
“He hasn’t seen court trouble till I get on his ass,” Florida said.
I looked at Florida and smiled. She smiled back. For a moment it seemed like we were together again.
“In return for me being the generous fella I am,” Hanson said, “for not dragging your asses through court and sending you upriver, you’re gonna be sweet as sugar to me. You’re gonna tell me some things you know that I don’t know. Got me?”
I glanced at Leonard. He nodded. He said, “I guess we’ve played detective enough.”
He told Hanson about the Hampstead place and what we found. But I noticed he conspicuously left out the sweet Reverend Fitzgerald.
31.
Hanson let us go, charge free. Florida took me and Leonard home. When she pulled into the driveway and we got out, she got out too. The smell of burnt lumber from next door was strong in the air. Florida said, “Hap, can we talk a moment?”
“Sure,” I said.
Florida looked at Leonard.
“I’m worn out,” Leonard said. “I’m just going to take a cheerful look of what’s left of next door, then go to sleep.”
We walked around to the bottle tree and stood there looking at the smoky, blackened shell of the house.
“Mucho mojo,” Florida said.
“What?” I said.
“Much bad magic,” she said. “Next door was mucho mojo. Something my grandmother used to say. Mojo is African for magic.”
“I thought it was sex,” I said.
“That’s because you listen to blues records,” she said. “It is sex, or even the sex organs. But that’s bastardized. Meaning sex is like magic. Mojo means magic. My grandmother knew some Spanish, and when things were bad, she’d say ‘mucho mojo.’ Spanish mucho for much, African mojo for magic. But what she meant when she said it was much bad magic. To her, mojo was always bad.”
“Well, they’re a little less bad next door,” Leonard said.
“Yeah,” I said. “And we can feel good looking out our windows, but they’ll just move to some other street. They’re not really gone, they’re merely inconvenienced.”
“I’d rather inconvenience them than just let them go,” Leonard said. “Scum like that get inconvenienced often enough, they might think the career they got isn’t worth it. It’s the good folks of the world that are supposed to be in charge, not the assholes. Though, in my darker moments, I sometimes fear the assholes outnumber us. By the way, Florida, who’s this Otis guy?”
“White guy who owned the house, and a lot of houses here on the East Side,” Florida said. “I’ve heard he openly refers to these as his nigger rent houses. And it’s pretty well known he gets a cut of the drug pie over here.”
“And he’s a friend of the police chief’s,” Leonard said.
“Yes,” Florida said. “And he’ll just build the house back. Cheaply, of course.”
“Well, that’s for another discussion,” Leonard said. “Good night, Florida. Hap, don’t you stay up late, now. I don’t want you fussin’ when I get you out of bed tomorrow.”
Leonard went in the house and Florida and I sat on the porch in the glider. I remembered that the glider was where our romance had begun.
I said, “This is sort of the Dear-John talk, right?”
“I’ve wanted to talk to you, I just haven’t had the guts, because I really don’t know what to say.”
“I guess ‘Bye-bye, Hap, and don’t forget your hat’ would be OK.”
“It’s not like that.”
“How is it?”
“I’m going over to Marve’s tonight.”
“I’d rather you just said, ‘Bye-bye, don’t forget your hat.’”
“He’s a good man, Hap.”
“That’s what pisses me off. It’s hard for me to feel self-righteous. I like the big bastard. But I still don’t like hearing it. Not that I didn’t already know.”
“I wanted you to hear it from me. I just didn’t have the courage to do it right away. I should have said something soon as I knew. Hap, it wasn’t like you and me were a hundred percent anyway. I never said our relationship was forever.”
“Hurts just the same.”
“You’ll get over it.”
“Yeah, but I’d rather it have worked out.”
“Me too. Really. I do care for you. I maybe even love you a little.”
“Please.”
“It just happened, Hap. I don’t know what to tell you. It happened, and it happened fast. It was good between you and me, and you taught me some things about myself, but-”
“Hanson’s black.”
“I suppose, if I’m honest with myself, I’ll admit that makes it easier.”
“You never took me to that movie, Florida. You know, I never even been to your place. I bet Hanson has. Hasn’t he?”
“Yes. But I knew the night I saw him over here he was the one. I don’t know why. I’d seen him before, but that night was the first time I was really close enough to feel the heat.”
“Maybe it was just a hot night.”
She smiled. “No. It wasn’t just a sexual thing. There was that, but it’s not that he’s the prettiest thing I’ve ever seen.”
“He’s not the prettiest thing anyone’s ever seen.”
“But I saw him, and somehow I knew. And the other night, when he took me home, we didn’t go to bed or anything like that. I wanted you to know that. We didn’t just jump in the sack. We talked, and talked, and talked. There was a connection between us that goes deeper than the one you and I’ve got. It’s that simple. Maybe being black does give us a kind of history, but what I feel for Marve isn’t merely because he’s black.”
“Of course, you two don’t just talk now.”
“First time we made love was tonight. Charlie called for him at my place when they got the news about the fire and about you and Leonard. After Marve left, you called and told me where you were. But of course, I already knew. I was about to be on my way. I figured you and Leonard could use a lawyer.”