The X-Man, Brian R. Lundin [ebooks that read to you .txt] 📗

Unaware that she was being followed Mary walked into an alley behind a warehouse.

ESAU (TO HIMSELF AND CLOSING THE DISTANCE)
She wants me

MARY (TURNING AROUNG AND SMILING)
Hi

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Like a lion attacking his prey, Esau lunged at the girl striking her hard with his fist. The young girl fell to the ground unconscious. Esau dragged her into the abandon warehouse where he found some old rope and bound her hands and feet. As he was undressing her, Mary opened her eyes and saw Esau standing in front of her rubbing his erect penis. He moaned as he ejaculated over her body and asked, “Do you see my big dick, bet you would like to touch it or better still suck it wouldn’t you?“ Mary tried to scream but was knocked unconscious again. Esau took off her panties and placed them into his pocket; he then removed her pantyhose and tied it tightly around her neck before raping her. Mary came too just as Esau was climaxing and pulling the pantyhose tighter, he stabbed her several times, carved an X into her chest and smeared a bloody X on the dirty walls. The murder and rape of Mary Jones brought an increase in the police presence in the neighborhood, uniform police officers and detectives were everywhere, hassling the drug dealers and gang bangers. Billibob the gangs Regent told Esau that he was closing down the spot until the heat was off. Esau and other drug dealers went to a gang safe house and spent two weeks snorting crack, drinking gin and beer and cooling out, but Esau was restless he remembered how good it was with Mary Jones, he wanted that feeling again. After his homeboys had passed out, he left and took a cab to Smith Street, a known hangout for prostitutes. Even though it was March, cold and snowy the working girls were out in full force, many wearing miniskirts or very short dresses. Esau snorted a vial of crack paid the cab driver and began walking the street looking over the girls. The steam came out of the sewers and the street smelled of bar-b-que ribs, rotting garbage and unwashed bodies, loud music came from the rundown bars and everyone looked cold. Esau was stopped by a woman who looked to be in her fifties, her red wig sat crookedly on her head and the fake eyelashes had started to drooped. She put her arms in his and looking down at him.

PROSTITUTE (WHISPERING)
Good fuck and suck, only fifty bucks little man.

ESAU (ESAU SNATCHED HIS ARM AWAY AND HISSED)
No thanks

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Esau continued walking and got numerous offers from the working girls some stomping their feet to keep warm others opening their coats to advertise their wares. Esau saw a young girl standing against a wall with an older woman. She looked as young as Mary, but not as pretty. The blazing red lipstick was smeared on her lips and ice cycles hung from her weather beaten hat. He knew that her ragged coat could not be providing much warmth, he stopped.


OLD PROSTITUTE (SMILING)
Looking for some fun, two for the price of one

ESAU
How ’bout you, you working?

YOUNG PROSTITUTE (LOOKING DAZED)
Fifty bucks for a blow, I don’t fuck

ESAU (MUMBLES)
That’s kinda high for a head job

OLD PROSTITUTE (STILL SMILING)
Another fifty and you can fuck me after Rita gives you some head

ESAU (LOOKING OVER THE TWO PROSTITUTES)
Ok young blood, you got a spot?

YOUNG PROSTITUTE
Upstairs!

OLD PROSTITUTE
I’ll be waiting down here, honey

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Esau followed the young woman up the rickety stairs to the second floor; the woman opened the door and stood aside. Esau walked into a large room that only contained a bed and a strong smell of marijuana and sex. Still not talking, the woman sat on the bed and waived Esau over. Esau slowly walked over to the bed and she begins unzipping his pants and pulled out his hard penis and put it in her mouth. Esau could feel her warm lips going up and down on his penis, but he didn’t want to climax like this he wanted to fuck. Esau slowed removed a stocking containing coins and hit the woman, as she fell back on the bed she involuntarily bit down hard causing blood to gush out.“Bitch,” he screamed as he hit her again and again. Esau raped the obviously dead woman, dragged into the bathroom and placed her into the tub, removed her panties, folded her arm in an x and made a bloody X on the bathroom wall and took a snap shot before leaving out the back door. Esau walked slowly down the dark street, pulling his coat tight to hide the blood and boarded a Greyhound Bus for Chicago and joined the Chicago G’D’s street gang as a drug dealer. On 10 June 2001 Esau killed Sandra Wheatly a waitress in East Chicago, Illinois and on 10 July 2005 he killed Janice Woods, a Liberian in Harvey, Illinois. Esau became more and more addicted to crack and prescription drugs and began using more drugs than he sold, when the gang leaders found out he was severely beaten and kicked him out the gang.
In May, 2007 Esau got job as a laborer for the DB Construction Company which, was constructing a building at 44th South Western Avenue. All day he pushed heavy carts and wheel barrels, loaded supplies and material for the carpenters, electricians and other tradesmen. It was a dirty job and he hated it, but what he hated more was the disrespect he received from them. His boss was a young black woman named Ada and she was a total bitch. Ada was always yelling at him and accusing him for being lazy and late reporting for work or coming back from lunch. The tradesman with their tool belts strapped around their waist and the neatly pressed uniforms was constantly yelling at him to hurry up. Today was a hard day, Ada and the tradesmen were on his ass and to make matters worse, he was told that today was his last day, he was being fired. During his lunch break Esau sat alone at the lunch bench and downed Valium, Ativan and Librium with a gulp of coffee and day-dreamed mostly about Ada, he could think of a lot of imaginative ways to make her suffer. He visualized how she would look dead and naked in a bath tub after being fucked in the ass, but he knew it was too soon after the last one.

ADA (SCREAMING)
Lunch over, Esau get your black ass back to work

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Esau looked up from the bench and saw Ada towering over him. She was a tall woman, at least six feet and she seemed to enjoy looking down at him with her upturned nose, too much makeup and gapped teeth. Esau could feel the pills working, he was losing control and felt crazed. He got up from the bench and looked up Ada.


ESAU
Fuck you, you ugly motherfucker

ADA (LOOKING AGRILY AT ESAU)
You’re fired, you little fuck,
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Esau walks off the construction site, the drugs were working, he felt good, and he wanted to fuck, to kill, and to take out his anger at Ada on some other black woman who always was fucking over some poor black man. He knew if he killed Ada the police might suspect him, so he had to find another black bitch. He walked to 43rd South Western Avenue and took an eastbound bus to 43rd South King Drive transferred to a southbound bus. He looked out the dirty bus window at the thousands of blacks who lived, worked and died there. Esau closed his eyes and remembered how when he was a young boy he and his mom Avery, when she wasn’t high, would stroll down what used to be called South Parkway before being renamed Martin Luther King Drive. He recalled how Bronzeville had become the hub of activity it was a thriving, vibrant and self-contained black Mecca of political and economic power seated in Chicago’s 2nd, 3rd and 4th Wards. He recalled his mother pointing out the successful black businesses, civic organizations and churches that comprised an area approximately five square miles, starting north at 31st and ending at 55th Street, State Street on the west to Cottage Grove Avenue on the east. The bus passed black owned banks, hotels and self-supported businesses that comprised the black community. He noticed the magnificent greystones building and mansions on King Drive where many of the black political bosses lived as well as doctors, lawyers, dentists and respected Pullman Porters. He remembered his first trip to Provident Hospital to visit his dying grandmother and how he and his mother looked into the windows of soul food restaurants, and restaurant that served gourmet foods, fine steaks and chops. There were taverns, clothing stores, barbershops, gambling dens, night clubs and poolrooms. Bronzeville was in every way, “A city within a city.”Esau got off the bus at 47th South King Drive and walked passed what use to be the Regal Theater the apex of the black entertainment world in Chicago, the Regal rendered a tremendous boost to the cities black culture and was a lavish Byzantine edifice with its tall columns, plush carpeting and velvet drapes. The theater was the central mainstay of black entertainment life from the late 1920’s to the early 1970’s. Balaban and Kattzs opened the theater on February 24, 1928. It was the depression and most people barely had enough money for the essentials and certainly couldn’t afford a ticket. Never -the- less, the owners kept the tickets cheap which allowed the poor blacks to attend. The theater hired a Blackman Kenneth Blewitt as an usher. Blewitt was an energetic and personable usher and in 1929 he was promoted to manager. Blewitt had four stage shows or revues everyday, 7 days a week featuring