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Author's note: This story in the Sam Spade saga is different than the others. First of all, it spans 4 parts and it includes more back-story of the different people in Samantha's life. This is for the readers who are new to the characters and do not know their histories in detail. If you wish to read more about Suzi, her story is contained in the novel "Twins in Mind and Body."
Sam Spade: Case of the Don who Wasn't part 1 of 4
I was sitting in my office wondering what happened to Angela and I. Both of us remembered her becoming a succubus fully but without her memories. Only with Alvin's help was she able to remember her programming so to speak. But that Angela had lost five years of being my shadow and soulmate. She was as cold and uncaring as she had been the day she walked into my office looking for her brother. Then, Lucifer had shown up and tried to get me to work for him. If I did, then I would have my angel back as she had been. If not, then I would lose her and know that for all eternity she would be tormented by his minions. I was about to break when I heard a voice, Lilith's voice whisper into my mind that it wasn't real. Taking heart, I called his bluff and got Angela back, loving as before and with human emotions.
The thing is, only she and I remembered the drama that played out. Everyone else forgot it. More than the girls referring to me as goddess, my mind was troubled by that fact. I had been sucked into a much larger game than just the mob and their troubles. I was still musing on that when the woman walked in. "What a surprise," I said standing and giving her a light hug. I was surprised all right. That she had gotten by my secretary and Angela both without either of them announcing her must have been a feat. "Have a seat Mrs. Stevenson. What can I do for you today?"
Even though Mary and I went back along ways, she had married into the family and gained airs of superiority. "Miss Spade," she said and then stopped. I always wondered why people would come to me for help and then beat around the bush before coming to the point. "Antonio, you remember him don't you?"
He used to be an enforcer for Big Jimmy and quickly proved he was not one to mess with. For the last few years he had controlled all of the night clubs in town. Either through extortion or outright ownership. "Yes I remember him." I replied.
"Well.... He has been acting odd lately. Out every night and getting an odd smile and saying he is tending to business when I ask about it." Sue said finally.
It sounded like Antonio was getting some on the side and his wife was unhappy about it. "Why come to me? You can go to the don and he will solve it quickly."
"I don't want to see Antonio get into trouble if I can help it. He worked hard to get where he is."
"Okay, I see what I can do," I finally said. Frankly I would have rather hand fed a shark while it was in the middle of a feeding frenzy. However, I understood her point. If he was cheating on her, the Don would order a pair of special shoes for him and dump him into the river. "Five bills a day plus expenses."
After she agreed I ushered her out and saw why both Angela and my secretary had let her by; The pair had already left. Returning to my office I grabbed my fedora, trench coat and dads old forty five. I headed out to Fat Johnny's place to see if I could pick up any information.
At the door I found a pair of his thugs waiting and of course blocking my way. "We're closed," one said.
"Boys, didn't you learn last time?" I asked.
"You ain't got that killer blond with you this time Spade. Fat Jonny is busy," The one on the left said with a smirk.
"Okay boys... You win this time," I replied. Turning away. I grabbed daddy's old forty five and continued my turn and bringing it up to strike the one on the right on the head. Pointing it at the other man's eye I said coldly, "Are you sure he is too busy to see me now?"
"No Miss Spade," the man said gulping. "Here let me get the door for you," he added a moment later.
Entering I walked into the restaurant proper and saw why the place was closed. Fat Johnny was sitting at his table eating dinner with the Don himself. I stopped and waited. Without Angela's backup I wasn't sure I needed to talk to Fat Johnny that bad. I was about to turn and leave when the Don saw me and gestured for me to join them.
"Samantha, how good to see you again," The don said standing and greeting me. Instead of a handshake, he pulled me into a hug and kissed my cheeks and finally on the lips. "How have you been?"
"I have been well." I accidently saved his life and he had treated me like his daughter ever since. "How have you been Don?"
"Same old thing Samantha," He said with a smile. Gesturing me to sit in the booth with them he sat down. "What can the families do for you?" He asked after pouring me a glass of red wine.
"Nothing, I just came to get a plate," I said with a smile as I sipped the rich red wine.
The Don looked at Fat Johnny and then me before replying. "Samantha, we all know you can ask me for the truth instead of getting rumors from Johnny. So rather than asking for the word on the street why don't you just ask me directly this one time."
"Off the record?" I asked.
"If you wish Samantha."
"What's going on with Antonio?" I asked. Seeing confusion I sighed and added, "He has been out all night lately and saying it was work keeping him from home. "
"I'll take care of that son of a bitch," the don said standing.
"Don Bruce, you gave me your word," I said standing in front of him. Say what you will about the mob, they took vows, including marriage vows seriously. "Are you going to break it now?" I added after a moment.
"That's not fair Samantha," he replied suddenly looking like the old man he was. He looked at Fat Johnny and then me, "No Samantha, I won't break my word. But I want to know what you found out afterwards."
I guided him back to his side of the booth and looked at Fat Johnny as I sat down. That fat bastard knew something. "Out with it Johnny."
"What's in it for me? It seems every time you come to visit I have to spend a couple hundred repairing the front door." Fat Johnny replied.
"Tell her all you know," Don Bruce said coldly.
"I'll pay damages Johnny; you know I'm good for it." I added quickly. I turned to the don and added, "Don Bruce, Johnny and I play this game every time I visit. It doesn't mean anything more than two siblings teasing each other." I didn't need my one really good source to dry up on me.
"Oh..." Don Bruce said surprised. "I'm sorry," he said resting a hand on Fat Johnny's arm. "You two play your game."
Fat Johnny gave me a smile as to say thank you before speaking, "You may want to check out the Blue Onion." He paused and with a glance at the don added, "It seems there is someone new in town running it and she has everyone she meets wrapped around her little finger." Again he paused and said in a softer voice, "Be careful with this one Spade, something about her and her slaves are different."
"What do you mean slaves?" I asked. I had thought the Blue Onion was a bar and not one of those sex clubs.
"She is referred to as Mistress Suzi. According to my source, he was talking to one girl and as she left another walked up picked up where the first left off. She asked him if he was as unhappy as he looked and added that their mistress would make him happy. He got out after that." Fat Johnny said with a worried look on his face.
I took another sip of my wine and said, "Okay thanks Johnny." Getting up I smiled and added, "The jokes on you, your men let me in without me breaking anything." Just then I heard the sounds of glass breaking and Angela walked in. "I take that back, just send me the bill as usual."
Standing I walked towards Angela and said, "What took you so long?"
"Samantha you know better to go traipsing off without me. You are not without enemies you know." Angela said falling in beside me. "Where are we headed?" she asked as we walked pass the pair of thugs, one face up the other face down, in the lobby.
"The Blue Onion," I replied as I got into my car. I filled her in and told her what Fat Johnny had said. By the time I was finished we were there. Parking we walked to the trunk and after looking at me, Angela picking up a sawed off shot gun decided I needed more than daddy's forty five. I added a stun gun at the small of my back. Loaded for bear we entered the lion's den.
Like any other bar catering to the college crowd, the Blue Onion had a loud band playing on a low stage at one end. Scattered around were several tables and a row of booths along one wall. The wall opposite the stage was the bar. At first I was going to order a bourbon on the rocks but the bartender's clothing and manner raised alarm bells in my head. She was covered from the neck down with shiny black form fitting clothing. It looked as if she had dipped from the neck down in old thirty weight oil. Then I noticed that not only were the waitresses dressed the same, but a goodly number of the patrons were covered in the thick dirty oil.
Looking around I saw a woman seated alone at the end booth who was watching me. Glancing at Angela I saw shock in her face. It was then that I realized every female including the bartender was now dressed normally. "Watch our backs," I said softly as we walked over to the woman. "You are the one they call Mistress Suzi," I said standing across from her seated form.
Instead of answering me she looked down and said, "That's enough pet." Looking up at me she said, "And if I were?"
"It is never a good idea to take on the mob. They take a dim view of someone moving in on them." I said simply.
"You two think you can just come in and threaten me? The mafia must be desperate to send in two female enforcers." Suzi said with a laugh.
"You mistake me, I don't work for them. If they knew you were here they would just block the doors and burn the place down with you in it." I replied. That I saw got a reaction from her. "I'm here about Antonio Stevenson. Word on the street is that he is here with you."
"You may leave pet," Suzi said with a smile looking down. As he crawled out from under the table s looked at me and said, "Yes he is here. The only way you can get him is to kill him first."
"Works for me," Angela said raising the shot gun and shooting him at point blank range in the chest. The man flew back against the table and blood spattered all over the woman. "We're done here," she said looking at me and then the crowd surging for the door.
Noticing about twenty women headed against the mob towards us I asked her, "Are you sure you want you and your other slaves die tonight?" I paused and then added, "As you see my friend believes to shoot first and ask questions never."
The women working towards us stopped dead and backed up to the opposite wall. "You shoot me you will never make it out alive," Suzi said wiping the blood spatter from her face.
"Perhaps but you will be the first to go," Angela said coldly. "I will make sure of that." She paused and then added, "When we meet again, you will have the chance your slaves are begging for."
Again I saw the woman become worried but her voice was even as she replied, "Just name the time and place."
