There we were, the three of us, the cowboy, the blackbird and the lumberjack all piled into the front seat of a police car headed after a man who abducted my friend who impersonated me tonight. If we didn’t stop him in time he would definitely kill my friend, thinking it was me. Detective Scott was flooring it through the coal black
“The valet said an angel and a jack o’ lantern ran out and grabbed an unparked white Buick. The jack o’ lantern shoved the angel into the car and locked it. When he turned around they took off”, Detective Scott, the lumberjack reported.
“How are we going to catch up with them if we don’t know where they’re headed?” I, the blackbird, asked.
“Simple. This is a pretty quiet area at night and a white Buick’ll stick out like a sore thumb”, Detective Braintree, the cowboy, chuckled.
We drove further up the Los Feliz hills towards the
area when Detective Scott turned his head to the left and slowed down. Griffith Park
“Did you see that, chief?”
“Hell, no. What gives?”
“I just saw the back end of a white car climb the hill”.
“Follow that Buick!”
We went down Los Feliz and turned up the side street and sure enough there was a white Buick racing up the road. Since the street was dimly lit the luminous white car looked like some unholy ghost floating up the road. Detective Scott stomped on the accelerator and the Buick noticed and increased its speed, too. It turned a dark corner and as soon as we reached it the Buick was gone and we found ourselves in a large dark field with a huge construction site.
A large sign was pitched out in front that said
DRIVE-IN THEATRE COMING SOON!
A NEW EXPERIENCE IN MOVIE-GOING ENTERTAINMENT!
A NEW EXPERIENCE IN MOVIE-GOING ENTERTAINMENT!
ENJOY A PICTURE SHOW IN THE COMFORT OF YOUR AUTOMOBILE!!
COMING SOON: SPENCER TRACY IN ‘DANTE’S INFERNO’
Walls were already pitched up in front with a narrow entrance to allow cars to enter.
“Movies in your car? What the heck?” Detective Scott pushed his wool cap back.
“I’ll bet that car drove right inside that construction site”, I offered.
“Drive on in, Scott”,
We drove in past a few work horses and, sure enough the white Buick was parking right by a huge wall that looked like a movie screen.
“Let’s get ‘em, we got the mug cornered”, Scott said. Just as he said that a dozen men in scarecrow outfits emerged from the shadows to converge upon the automobile.
almost punched Scott in the arm. “We hang back here and see what happens”. Braintree
“What are you talking about?” I cried. “Can’t you see they’re going to kill her?”
“Nuts, there’s too many of them. Radio for back up, there’s gotta be almost twenty of those spookies walkin’ around this joint”.
“Check! KGPL Car 3JA45, do you read me?” Scott called into the receiver.
“We’ve got to stop them, please, Teddy”, I grabbed
“Let me check this out for a second”.
What followed next looked like something out of a nightmare. Ida, dressed like me in an angel costume was dragged out of the car by Shep Rogers with her arms tied behind her back. The scarecrows stood around watching Shep, the head scarecrow, shove her towards the movie screen. A man handed him a rope and Shep put it around her neck, accidentally knocking off her blonde wig, revealing a smooth head of black hair. Everyone got quiet and
stopped what he was doing. Rogers
“Oh boy, this doesn’t look good”,
grumbled nervously. Braintree
Ida looked like she was being asked a lot of questions and she looked nervously around her.
then ripped her sleeve off, revealing coffee-colored skin under her pale white disguise. Rogers
“They found her out. They know she’s a ringer”, I started for the car door.
She didn’t answer their questions, so undaunted, the scarecrows decided to hang her anyway. “I can’t sit by and watch them kill my friend!”
I opened the car door, and the two detectives jumped a yard.
“Lois! Lois! Come back here, what do you think you’re doing?”
tried grabbing me but I slid out too quickly. Braintree
I grabbed the patrol light from the car and pointed it down the field at the mob, which got their attention. Then I pointed it under my face.
“It’s me you want, isn’t it? Free the girl and I’ll turn myself over!” I yelled. A few men ran towards me and I could see Ida getting dumped to the ground. As soon as the scarecrows got as close as ten feet away from me, Detective Braintree got out of the car, pulled out his cannon and shot several rounds at the feet of the men.
“Now hold it right there, boys. Give yourselves up and maybe we’ll go easy on you. What do ya say?”
yelled. A rock sailed from out of the darkness and smashed the window of the car. Braintree
“God dammmit!” Scott yelled, throwing down his wool cap and pulled out of the car with a small rifle and opened fire on the mob. The mob scattered at the gunfire. “Los Angeles Police Department, you’re all under arrest!”
“Careful, you’re gonna hit Ida”, I warned them.
“Let go of the girl!”
yelled across the filed. Braintree
“Come get her, Police Department”, yelled
I heard a faint automobile engine growling behind me. I turned around and saw four police cars coming towards the construction site entrance, and ran out to signal them. I waved them in. “Over here, quickly!”
The area was quickly flooded with the high beams of four police cars with policemen pulling out machine guns and opening fire on the mob.
ran behind the screen and changed out of his jack o’ lantern mask and back into his scarecrow mask with the twisted smile. I ran for him as the police fought the mob, with several men getting shot for their trouble. When a policeman tells you to stop, you stop. Rogers
No one could get close enough to me as I ran by the side of the field. I felt like some black-winged football player heading for a touchdown. I saw myself getting closer and closer to
“Retreat, Detectives”, Lt. Lou Sparta commanded from his bullhorn by the squad car. “We are going to administer tear gas. I repeat, retreat, Detectives”.
I kept running towards
, but he jumped on a motorcycle and sped right by me, away from the crowd, and out of the field. Rogers
I watched him ride out leaving a trail of powder from his tires. I ran back to the end of the field and jumped into our car with the cracked windshield. In the distance I could see two police officers untie Ida and drag her away from the oncoming tear gas attack. Now that she’s out of danger I have to finish the job. I turned the car key and squealed the tires, jamming out of the construction site.
“Hey! That’s a police car! Come back here!!!”
yelled at me. Sparta
I pressed my high heeled party shoe on the accelerator on the trail of white powder marks from a single tire. I was after a madman. Unfortunately, I never drove a car before in my life.