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Redbone

by Barry F. Bryant

270 pages; quality trade paperback (softcover); catalogue #03-0159; ISBN 1-55395-796-2; US$23.50, C$29.95, EUR19.50, £13.50

Redbone is a financially ailing businessman that finds himself in the world of drugs. He reasons with addicts to repair their self-destructive behaviour.

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About the Book

Redbone is a humor-filled novel on the trials of an ex-business man. He applies his skills to fend. As a drug dealer, Redbone is flooded with the games of the downtrodden. They are willing to trade their souls for the next high. This action 'adventure' presents the exploits of Redbone. He counsels addicts to give up their addictions.

About the Author

Barry Bryant is a multi-talented author. He has also written a book entitled "101 Ways to Steal." For more information, visit www.retailtheft.com.

Sample Excerpts

Chapter 5 - CLAPs

     "Hello, can you hear me! Okay! You're coming through clearly." Earnest was testing the walkie talkies with Charles. Charles was sitting on the front porch of a framed house. The little country house sat on the left side of the entrance road to Redbone's property. It was shielded by bushes and undergrowth. And, hardly anyone paid much attention to the house. The natural layout couldn't have been better if it were planned. No one could reach the property by automobile from the West, South, or the North. If a car was going to Redbone's, it had to pass by this house.
     The single lane dirt road went on for nearly a half mile before reaching the turn off to Redbone's. So, from a house across from the entrance, a lookout person would go unnoticed by travelers. Especially, travelers in speeding cars with an uninvited guess.
     Earnest informed Charles to alert and describe any vehicle regardless if they were known or not. Their communication system was secured. Redbone was not sparing any expense to support their duties. A runner was also responsible to satisfy their needs or relieve them if necessary. "The only surprise invasion possible could be by foot or air. And, discounting an air invasion by night. I'll concentrate on officers on foot," Earnest thought. "I'll station two men at different locations on the boundaries to alert the main body. Besides, an invasion by foot, even though unlikely, is remotely possible. I can't believe it will happen, because snakes love to travel at night. And, only a crazed fool would walk across a long field at night without a flashlight.
     Even so, it'll be considered and defended. The consequences are much bigger."
     The ready meeting was scheduled on Thursday night at eight o'clock sharp. Arriving late or missing the meeting was not an option. And, as anticipated, everyone was prompt. Redbone chaired the meeting. "Let's have a status report from everyone. Ok! Who's first?
     Lynette spoke up, "I'm ready. Everything is in place. The beers iced down and the corn have been poured and inventoried. The Living Room and the Back Room have been arranged. I have spoken with several girls and they are discretely putting the word out. I'm ready to go."
     "Ok!" said Ledall, "I'm ready also. The dance floor have been constructed and is in place. It's solid. I believe it will hold up to the weight of any group that can fit on it. Also, the electrician have wired and tested the outside lights. They're ready to go."
     Earnest stood up. "I'm ready to go and I'll leave it at that."
     Horace the DJ said, "I'll be by tomorrow about noon and set up my equipment. I'll come back around seven to get started. I'll start with a mixture of music, then I'll move in the direction of the crowd."
     "I'm pleased with everyone." Redbone said with a smile. "We have done all that we can do to have a safe and secure party. And, all you can do is all you can do! Lynette," said Redbone, "put out some 'festivities' for the folks and I'll officially see all of you tomorrow. Meeting adjourned."
     Earnest went outside with Redbone. "You never told me what size crowd to expect." "Earnest, I really don't know. I expect to see around thirty. Some will leave and others will come. We just have to have good control. If it gets out of hand, we'll shut it down. If you 'smell a rat,' I'll dump everything. Trying to salvage liquor, dope, or beer is not worth the pain it will cause. Just make certain whatever you're doing, you assign someone close to cover my back at all times."
     "Redbone, I been meaning to ask you. Have you fully thought out where you're going with this." "No, not fully Earnest. I just want to amass enough money to go legal. That's where the real crime is located. Deals, made in the back rooms of City Hall." "What about the addicts? I have heard some bad things about dealing with addicts. Especially, when they run out of money."
     "Earnest have you ever heard of CLAPs?" Earnest replied, "Yes, I had it once." "No, Man CLAPs stands for Cash Lips Ass or Property and the little 's' is for stealing.

     CASH is primary. You can earn it or steal it. But, it's our median of exchange. If you heard the adage "Money is the Root of All Evil," I see it differently. "The Lack of Money is The Root of All Evil." That what causes evil...the lack. No one is out there holding someone up because they have money. They are holding someone up because they don't have any money.
     A female addict isn't turning tricks because she have money. She turning trick because she don't have any money. As a matter of fact, you'll never get a piece of ass from an addict when she have money. Because, cocaine is her lover.
     Sex comes second. You can consider having sex with her as rape. Because, she's only interested in getting the money.
     Try this experiment: Give her some money and I believe you'll be waiting on the sex - forever. Or, until she needs some more.
     A bum asked me for a dollar once. And, I gave him a hundred dollar bill and told him to get a room, some food and, a drink. Then, he had the option to go out and get some day work and he'll be on his way to a responsible life of taking care of himself. And, the very next day he stopped by and said "I came by to pick up another hundred dollars," I said, "for what?" And, he said, "You were fool enough to give me a hundred dollars yesterday. So, I thought you'll give me another one today."

     LIPS allows a quick response. If, she can get away with it. It's doesn't tie up much time. And, often the dealer is in a hurry too. They can play on his need to find less evasive measures to receive value for his dope. And, at the same time humiliate the girl in some way.

     ASS is reserved for the pretty and fine. If the dealer lust for her, he'll want to exchange his dope to sleep with an addict. But, once he's done that, even as little as one time, he'll lose his desire to exchange dope for ass.

     PROPERTY is another median. An addict may trade his or her own or steal it. That's provided the dealer can fence it or, need it for himself or, as a gift for someone else. Family members are normally the easiest target for addicts. They may get angry for losing property. But, they won't do the damage a stranger will. Like, putting them in jail or harming them.
     Depending on how dependant they are or, how expensive their habit is, it will force them to go outside. The stores and the Malls are usually their targets. As, they are to cheap to maintain adequate security to enforce their objectives. Large stores expect theft. But, shoplifting is only a small percentage of their overall theft problem.
     Their employees are the greatest danger. Normally, about eighty percent. So, a pretty and fine addict can hit an employer for several thousand dollars per month and go unnoticed.

     's' Stealing covers anything of value that can be traded for the dope. Even their childrens clothing or their mother's wedding ring is not safe. Actually, there only two basic conditions where an addict won't steal: 1). From a loved one, or 2). Someone they fear.
     I won't deal in 's,' Stolen Property or, jewelry. They are to easy to trace. And, I certainly don't want to get caught with any on me. But, I might consider Ass sometimes.
     So, let's put this show on the road and see where it leads. I'm going to bed early to get some rest for the long day tomorrow. I suggest you do the same. I don't need you passing out from the lack of sleep. Because, you'll need a lot more energy than anyone else. I wish you success and endurance. Get with me as early as you can to see how things are going. I should have the regulars and, who knows, maybe a few new faces. I'll see you tomorrow cuz.
     "Wait a minute cuz," Earnest said. "That's interesting! But, you didn't tell me how you viewed the male addict."
     "Well, neither the male or female addict holds 100 percent true to my views. But, they are by far in the majority.
     The males addicts generally consentrate on Cash, Property and, Stealing to support their habits. They'll go in the direction of violence crimes, fencing, or trading to get their needs met.
     Few dealers are interested in their Lips or Ass. However, there are a few freaks out there."
     "What about the educated addicts? I know a couple of teachers that are addicted."
     "You got that right. But, it's bigger than that...I know for a fact that the President of the University is hooked. And, there's a couple of lawyers and doctors that I know.
     The difference is they are addicted to powder cocaine. But, it's the same monkey. Just on a different color.
     Earnest, I bet I can tell you how you got hooked." "How?" said Earnest. "You were hanging out with the guys. Then, one of them offered you a new high. And, when you tried it, you went to the sky. You may have done it from time to time. But, those times grew closer together.
     "You're pretty close Redbone. I regret the day I tried it." "Well, I'm going to keep talking to you. I hope I can help you get off. So, I'll see you tomorrow.
     Oh, by the way Earnest, I want to leave with one more fear to disprove." "What's that?" Earnest said, as he looked puzzled. "Have you noticed that addicts don't get old?" "What you talking about Redbone?" "Have you seen any old addicts?" "Yes, I've seen a few around sixty." "Disprove this! The average addicts dies around forty years old. They don't list the cause of death as an addict died. They list it as Heart failure, Liver Failure, Kidney failure, Gastrointestinal bleeding, AIDs, Lung cancer, etc. But, they never say they died from drugs.

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