Chapter Five
Lenny looked at Sheila with a grin that could only be described as lecherous. It made her skin crawl every time she saw him doing it. She wanted so badly to just leave him but not having anywhere to go always stopped her at the door. He found her two years ago trying to turn tricks in one of the seedier parts of LA. She hadn't been any good at that either. She barely made enough to keep her pimp from turning her out of his stable. Part of her problem was she refused to use drugs. If she had, maybe she would have been more willing to perform some of the more perverted requests that a John would often ask from her. She was known for not being very cooperative and so she only got bare minimum for her services. Fortunately for her there were enough desperate men out there, looking for a quick party and not too particular about the favors and games.
Lenny found her one night when one of her customers had beaten her up after she refused to cooperate with his sadistic sense of pleasure. She was crying inside the door of an old abandoned movie theater when he found her. He had to talk to her for a long time before he finally convinced her that he didn't want anything from her. He just wanted to help her. He had been so sweet and caring for the first year that they were together. He had insisted that she quit selling herself and promised her that he would take care of her. She had been happy to take care of him and be just like any other housewife even if they weren't married.
Then one day it all came to sudden halt. He lost his job and next he started drinking. When she said something about getting a job herself he had turned on her and hit her across the face. He accused her of wanting to go back to turning tricks because she liked it. Then he found that hitting her was a good way to release his aggressions and so he started making a habit of it whenever things got to be a little too much for him, which was getting to be more often all the time. One day he had come home with about six hundred dollars in his pocket. When she asked him where he got it, he shoved her down and told her to mind her own business. It was his job to bring home the money and she didn't need to know how he did it.
It took her a couple of months to realize that he was robbing pawnshops and small businesses. Once she became aware of how he was getting the money she lived in constant fear of the day he would be caught and she would be left alone again. Then there was that obsession he had with that cop. It was no longer just about getting the money; it was now a game with him. He had come home after the third job boasting and bragging about how he had just left that cop standing there watching him run across the roof tops and getting away. He laughed about how he was sure that the big, bad, tough policeman was probably crying for his mommy because he was afraid of heights. Lenny had gone on and on about it for days. Sheila didn't like the way he kept talking and planning on how he would get away after each job. Lenny wanted to see how far he could go and humiliate the cop and it was starting to take over his mind. It was a dangerous game, and Sheila knew that someone was going to loose. Her fear was that if it was the cop then Lenny could wind up on murder charges as well as robbery. If it was Lenny getting caught then he would go away for a long time. Either way she knew she would be the biggest looser of all.
Lenny had suspected that the Detective that was after him had a problem with heights. When he had been chased across the roof and jumped across to the other rooftop he looked back and noticed that the cop hadn't followed him. He was just standing there looking at him. The second time was the same. By this time Lenny decided to test his theory and set up another job. He made sure that he would have access to a roof and sure enough once he had jumped to the next rooftop he found that the cop was just standing there with a total look of defeat on his face. That damned cop was afraid of heights and apparently he had been assigned to the case. This was just too good to be true. He was going to have some fun at the cop's expense. Lenny knew that he would never get an opportunity like this again and he intended to take full advantage of it as long as he could.
After some investigating of is own Lenny found out that the cops name was Steve Sloan. He was a detective with the LA Police department. Apparently he had been given several citations for bravery and going above and beyond the call of duty. He also found out that his Father was a doctor at a local hospital. He wondered how many of his friends and fellow cops knew about his little problem. Well just in case he would just have to be sure that Sloan's little problem became public knowledge.
Lenny looked at Sheila with a grin that could only be described as lecherous. It made her skin crawl every time she saw him doing it. She wanted so badly to just leave him but not having anywhere to go always stopped her at the door. He found her two years ago trying to turn tricks in one of the seedier parts of LA. She hadn't been any good at that either. She barely made enough to keep her pimp from turning her out of his stable. Part of her problem was she refused to use drugs. If she had, maybe she would have been more willing to perform some of the more perverted requests that a John would often ask from her. She was known for not being very cooperative and so she only got bare minimum for her services. Fortunately for her there were enough desperate men out there, looking for a quick party and not too particular about the favors and games.
Lenny found her one night when one of her customers had beaten her up after she refused to cooperate with his sadistic sense of pleasure. She was crying inside the door of an old abandoned movie theater when he found her. He had to talk to her for a long time before he finally convinced her that he didn't want anything from her. He just wanted to help her. He had been so sweet and caring for the first year that they were together. He had insisted that she quit selling herself and promised her that he would take care of her. She had been happy to take care of him and be just like any other housewife even if they weren't married.
Then one day it all came to sudden halt. He lost his job and next he started drinking. When she said something about getting a job herself he had turned on her and hit her across the face. He accused her of wanting to go back to turning tricks because she liked it. Then he found that hitting her was a good way to release his aggressions and so he started making a habit of it whenever things got to be a little too much for him, which was getting to be more often all the time. One day he had come home with about six hundred dollars in his pocket. When she asked him where he got it, he shoved her down and told her to mind her own business. It was his job to bring home the money and she didn't need to know how he did it.
It took her a couple of months to realize that he was robbing pawnshops and small businesses. Once she became aware of how he was getting the money she lived in constant fear of the day he would be caught and she would be left alone again. Then there was that obsession he had with that cop. It was no longer just about getting the money; it was now a game with him. He had come home after the third job boasting and bragging about how he had just left that cop standing there watching him run across the roof tops and getting away. He laughed about how he was sure that the big, bad, tough policeman was probably crying for his mommy because he was afraid of heights. Lenny had gone on and on about it for days. Sheila didn't like the way he kept talking and planning on how he would get away after each job. Lenny wanted to see how far he could go and humiliate the cop and it was starting to take over his mind. It was a dangerous game, and Sheila knew that someone was going to loose. Her fear was that if it was the cop then Lenny could wind up on murder charges as well as robbery. If it was Lenny getting caught then he would go away for a long time. Either way she knew she would be the biggest looser of all.
Lenny had suspected that the Detective that was after him had a problem with heights. When he had been chased across the roof and jumped across to the other rooftop he looked back and noticed that the cop hadn't followed him. He was just standing there looking at him. The second time was the same. By this time Lenny decided to test his theory and set up another job. He made sure that he would have access to a roof and sure enough once he had jumped to the next rooftop he found that the cop was just standing there with a total look of defeat on his face. That damned cop was afraid of heights and apparently he had been assigned to the case. This was just too good to be true. He was going to have some fun at the cop's expense. Lenny knew that he would never get an opportunity like this again and he intended to take full advantage of it as long as he could.
After some investigating of is own Lenny found out that the cops name was Steve Sloan. He was a detective with the LA Police department. Apparently he had been given several citations for bravery and going above and beyond the call of duty. He also found out that his Father was a doctor at a local hospital. He wondered how many of his friends and fellow cops knew about his little problem. Well just in case he would just have to be sure that Sloan's little problem became public knowledge.