DEATH BY PARKING – Episode V: The Shakedown
If You Aren’t Confused by Now, YouWill Be After This
her, he found that, yes, she had lied; she had a son hated by her estranged second husband, one of the richestmen in
California.Mary was trying to keep her affair quiet to ensure that she got the best deal for her son in the divorce. She was being blackmailed. Paul agreed to help her, but his first priority was to get Levinson out of
jail.As Paul returned to LA, he stopped for dinner. He went to use themen’s roomand caught a reflection in themirror. It was a big guy, and he had something in his hand, and his handwas raised above his
head.The next thing Paul knew, every- thing went black.
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RIVATE INVESTIGATOR PAULMANNINGISHELPINGGIRLFRIEND Shirley’s boss, Larry Levinson, who had been seeing a tenant (Mary) in his building, a married tenant. Now Larry’s in jail for the murder of the build- ing’s parking manager,
Miguel.Mary had run out of her office in tears. She was heading out to her cabin at Big Bear Lake.When Paul caught up with
Somebodywas drivingmy car andwasn’t a very good driver. It
was weaving all over the road and at much too high a speed. I was going to have to sort this guy out, but I digress You might be wondering how I knew so much about the car,
driver and all while being locked in the trunk. First of all, I know my trunk and its contents intimately and, now, evenmore intimate-
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“That’s him, that’s the SOB who tried to take advantage of me.
My car has a fold-down rear seat so you can put long
things (like skis) in the trunk. I scoogied over to the back of the seat on the driver’s side, felt up near the corner, found the latch and released it. I carefully lowered the seat and found that I was alone with the driver. He looked like the same guy who hit me in the men’s
room. There was a problem. He wasn’t weaving; he was fol- lowing the road. Itwasweaving.Hewas on the part of the road from Big Bear Lake to San Bernardino that snaked down the mountain for about 30miles. I couldn’t really jump him. If I did, we could all go over
the side and drop straight down about 1,000 feet to certain…I couldn’t bringmyself to finish the phrase. I decided towait untilwe reached a straight piece of high-
way and then make my move. It took about 15 minutes to get to the
bottom.As hemoved onto a section thatmetmy require- ments, I took the tire iron and smacked him. Not too hard – I needed information. As he slumped over, I grabbed the wheel, pulled him out
of the driver’s seat, and was able to bring the car to a stop. He started to moan almost immediately. It seemed like a good place to chat, so I pulled him out of the car and splashed him with some water that was running in a streamnearby. “Talk.You know the questions I would ask, so just give
me the answers.” 38 JUNE 2010 • PARKING TODAY •
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ly. Second, I was being thrown all over the place by the rapid movement of the car, back and
forth.Third, if he were driving slower, I wouldn’t have the second problem. I had to take some action.
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