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The morning was cold. The morning was crisp. The colors were sharp. The cloud looked like you could lick it for an ice cream cone.
Whew! That shit he got today was way over the top. Lonnie felt he was almost psychic. He saw and understood everything so sharp. The normal world was like an old black and white TV show. This was like, going past High Definition, going past Blu-Ray, into the next epoch of experience. Everything was sharp. Everything stood out clear. The world was in 3D and he was a ring tailed avatar.
Today he was able to follow Cody with ease, and stay far enough back Cody wouldn’t catch on. Yeah. Because Cody had training. You had to be sharp with him. Right now he was standing behind a long black car looking over the top of it as Cody crossed the street at the stop sign and disappeared around the corner. Lonnie jay walked and race walked to the corner to see where Cody went. If he kept this up, and kept doing the right crap he was going to be the best tail artist in the whole flipping world.
It was a privilege just to be the best friend of Cody. Man, yeah. Who wouldn’t want to be the best friend of a guy who was so smart, so cool, so mock, he was working with the CIA. Maybe someday Cody could get him a job working for the CIA too. Course Lonnie wasn’t smart like Cody. Cody knew all about electronics and videos, and all kinds of stuff like that. Cody always seemed to know the right things. Like how to score the hottest chicks and the strongest drugs, how to hot wire a car and how to bug a house. Hey, maybe being the best tail artist in the whole world would get him a job with the CIA someday too. They need people who can tail. Always gotta be somebody the CIA wants tailed. And Lonnie was the best. He was proving it right now.
Cody was jaywalking. Probably trying to make a tail, like him, reveal himself by jaywalking behind him. But Lonnie was too smart for stuff like that. He walked past, noting the building where Cody went into, crossing at the walk and doubling back with a fast-footed gate keeping close to the walls of the buildings.
Lonnie went inside the door where Cody had disappeared. It was dank. It didn’t look like from the outside but inside it was a house converted into a run down apartment building. The hallway smelled of dog piss. It splits. A short hallway to an open window looking out on a patch of uncared for grass and a longer hallway leading to a partly opened door leading to an alley. Choosing the partly opened door, Lonnie sprinted down the hall. He had not expected the floor to complain so much as he put his weight on it at each step. He didn’t slow down or stop because the damage had already been done and anyone looking out now would see him. So he sprinted faster.
Out the door. It wouldn’t close fully behind him.
No Cody.
No sign of anyone. He looked around the corner where the window opened out on the unkempt grass. There was somebody climbing in, but it wasn’t Cody.
Lonnie wandered around for a while and then went home.
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