Well this was a short story i wrote over a months time and i have come to say the first chapter will only continue if i get good response Enjoy




" Doll Face Come over here and bring me some drink "Said Isaiah the big dady of Ragtime Music. " Coming right up just hold your horsess i have other customers to " Said Lady Edie queen of scatting " well all right just hurry I aint got all day " " Well dont come here " Said Lady Edie " You Listen too me lady i dont back talk to me i run harlem and it aint nothing u can do about it you hear me now get me a drink! " Im calling the deputy Nobody disrespects me in this pub you here me?! As the Deputy comes in a storm was to follow..... Billie the lights went out again said Lady Edie ' i guess spring aint over till the sun stays high ' as he went into the generator room the door slammed in his pressence and as he kept walking down the long narrow hallway He heard the noice of a past Crook As the Bandannah tied crook came up on Billie........

He Went into hyperventilation and he saw his life flash before his very eyes But what happened next was a mystery to never be solved for Billie Had dissapered while this Bandannah was never gone as many thought he was alive and revenge had came to all in the 1770's

Where: The White Maron
When: 1770's

To Be Continued