Chapter 57: Doubles
A flood of thoughts rushed throughout my mind as I stared at Phil Candorelli. A list was designed, all of which referred to doubles. There were two murders and two killers. There were also two men in my life that I had cared deeply for, Beckley and Matthew. And two red-painted helmets were found on my doorstep. I couldn’t forget the two ladies in my life that I enjoyed as friends, Francine and Beth. There were two cubbies filled with money, and also two brothers, Jim and Bobby Tanner. And most recently I had taken on two jobs: a photojournalist and an amateur sleuth. Had I been given more time, the list could have grown into something peculiar, but Phil was pissed at me and growled, “Get ready to die, Johnny. It’s over for you.”
The Viper helmet was to my left on the
