mug of beer, looking out over the water. âI used to come up here when I was a kid and just look at it. Werenât many houses or anything up here then.â
Somehow I couldnât picture Sloane as a kid.
âI made up my mind then that someday I was gonna live up here,â he went on. âTook me a long time, but I made it.â
âWas it worth it?â I couldnât resist asking him. I didnât like him much right then.
âEvery lousy, scratching, money-grubbing, fuckinâ minute of it,â he said with a strange intensity. âSometimes I sit up here lookinâ out at it, and I just break out laughing at all the shit I had to crawl through to get here.â
âWe all do funny things,â I said. Now he had me confused.
âIâd have never made it without Claudia,â he said. âSheâs really something, isnât she?â
âSheâs a real lady,â I said.
âShe was hoppinâ tables in a beer bar when I met her,â he said. âShe had it even then. I can meet guys and swing deals and all, but sheâs the one who puts it all together and makes it go. Sheâs one in a million, Dan.â
âI can tell that,â I said. How the hell do you figure a guy like Sloane?
âHey, you bastards,â Jack called to us, âthis is a party , not a private little conflab. Come on back here.â
âJust showinâ off my scenery,â Cal said. The two of us went back to the keg.
Sloane went over and pawed around under one of the shrubs. âAs soon as you guys get all squared away,â he said, âIâve got a little goodie here for you.â He pulled out a half-gallon jug of clear liquid.
âOh, shit!â Jack said. âAuburn tanglefoot. Goddamn Sloane and his pop-skull moonshine.â
âGuaranteed to have been aged at least two hours.â Sloane giggled.
âI thought the government men had busted up all those stills years ago,â Mike said.
âNo way,â Jack said. âAuburnâd blow away if it wasnât anchored down by all those pot stills.â
McKlearey got up and took the jug from Sloane. He opened it and sniffed suspiciously. âYou sure this stuff is all right?â
âPure, one-hundred-per-cent rotgut,â Sloane said.
âI mean, they donât spike it with wood alcohol, do they?â There was a note of worry in Louâs voice. âSometimes they do that. Makes a guy go blind. His eyes fall out.â
âWhatâs the sense of poisoning your customers?â Sloane asked. âYou ainât gonna get much repeat business that way.â
âIâve heard that they do it sometimes, is all,â McKlearey said. âThey spike it with wood alcohol, or they use an old car radiator instead of that copper coilâthen the booze gets taintedwith all that gunk off the solder. Either way it makes a guy go blind. Fuckinâ eyes fall right out.â
âBounce around on the floor like marbles, huh, Lou?â Jack said. âI can see it now. McKleareyâs eyes bouncinâ off across the patio with him chasinâ âem.â He laughed harshly. He knew about Lou and Margaret, all right. There was no question about that now.
âI donât think I want any,â McKlearey said, handing the jug back to Sloane.
âOld Louâs worried about his baby-blue eyeballs,â Jack said, rubbing it in.
âI just donât want any. OK, Alders?â
âWell, Iâm gonna have some,â Mike said, reaching for the jug. âI cut my teeth on Auburn moonshine. My eyes might get a little loose now and then, but they sure as hell donât fall out.â He rolled the jug back over his arm professionally and took a long belt.
âNow, thereâs an old moonshine drinker,â Jack said. âNotice the way he handles that jug.â
We passed the jug around, and each of us tried to
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