The Guardian

was habit to always carry a lighter just for such occasions. You never knew when it would come in handy.
    “Sure do. Besides, I’m a sucker for a pretty face.”
    “Well, then maybe you’d be interested in a date.” She was smiling broadly.
    As she leaned over to get the light, she made sure that the Guardian got a good look at her cleavage. It was hardly necessary as the clothes she was wearing was quite revealing.
    Putting a hand on her hip, she smiled broadly. “You like what you see, I can tell.”
    “Yes, yes I do. There’s only one little problem.”
    “Oh, and what may that be?”
    “Well,” he said looking around.
    “You’re a bit, let’s say, a bit old for me.”
    She looked at him, the smile gone from her face.
    “I see. Just how young to you like them”
    “Let’s just say that most people find it a bit on the strange side.”
    She threw the cigarette to the ground grinding it out with her foot. “You sick bastards should be shot. It’s hard enough working out here. Look some place else.” She turned and walked away.
    Looks like even the working girls drew the line. He didn’t condone what they did, however he was in their favor to have some morale fiber.
    Going from one to the other, he found no one knew or walked away in disgust. It wasn’t long before he was approached by a tall, lanky black man.
    “Yo brother. Hold up there.” The black man said walking with a slanted, casual saunter.
    “What’s up?” The Guardian was watching him closely.
    “I hear you’re looking for some special candy to satisfy your sweet tooth.”
    “Perhaps, it depends on what you heard.”
    “Ok, brother. I’ll cut right to it. You seem pretty cool. Word is you want something really young. Under the radar young.”
    “That’s right. The younger the better actually.” The Guardian was locked eye to eye with the black man.
    “For a reasonable fee I might be able to help you out.”

Chapter 108
    It had cost him an extortionist’s fee. However, he got the information he was looking for.
    The sun had gone down hours ago. The darkness was a plus. It had gotten very late. It took him longer than he realized to get his information. Once he got the information it didn’t take him long to find the area he was looking for.
    It was a trailer park located in an area near the base. There were several bars in the area along with businesses that were dark and eerie.
    The trailer park in question was behind a large block wall. This wall was not the normal six foot height. He guessed it to be at least ten feet.
    Regulation required residential lots with swimming pools have a higher wall for safety purposes. This gave the impression the park had a pool. It made sense. The park would have a clubhouse as well. He thought that made a good cover and a good excuse for the height.
    Parking the bike away from the park in a dark, secluded area, he made his way.
    There were only five trailers within the walled area with evidence of electrical power. The others sat dark and unoccupied. Walking along the path, which led to the most centrally positioned trailer. He was suddenly met by a large burly man. The man appeared extremely muscular with no neck. He obviously abused steroids and spent a great deal of time in the gym.
    Suddenly, as the man approached there was a cataclysm of lights. The whole area was as bright as day light. The perimeter was surrounded by motion sensitive lights. He hadn't thought of that. The lights were set to go off after a certain time for security reasons.
    “Hold up there slick.” He said sternly.
    “Hey, um, how ya doin?” He said trying to sound intimidated.
    “You lost or lookin for sumpin?”
    “Well, uh, actually I was looking for something.” Now his appearance was nervousness.
    “What chu lookin’ for you gotta come sneakin round here?”
    “Uh, well, I was directed by a man down town actually.”
    The large man just looked at him. You could see by the expression on his face that he wasn’t impressed. It wasn’t good.
    The Guardian took a shot and said, “I was told you had special interest services available.”
    “That depends on what special interest you’re looking for.”
    “Um, well, I, uh, I mean..”
    “Just spit it out. I ain’t got time to be foolin’ with you.”
    “Well, your girls are of a young and tender age is my understanding.” The Guardian looked at his face for a reaction.
    “How much money you got?” The large man said.
    “I’ve got enough.