ATONEMENT (Alfonzo) by Frank S. W

Author:Frank, S. W. [Frank, S. W.]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Published: 2012-06-01T05:00:00+00:00

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Alfonzo was glad he brought Sal along for the day. It was cool having him in the boardroom; he was getting an invaluable education on the workings of a corporation.

The boy sat attentively, hands folded, listening to the company’s strategies, dividends, their objectives, salaries and other company matters, like the recent law suit filed by the injured worker who claimed there was improper and inadequate safety equipment the day of his accident. Ching-ching; a tort. Worker’s compensation covered injured workers yet did not prevent an injured worker from suing his employer for negligence. The men argued whether to settle out of court, avoid a trial and the costly legal fees. Alfonzo scoffed, “He’s suing for one million dollars. What’ll we offer him, fifty thousand? Hell no, the attorney will believe he has us running scared. We go to court; the burden of proof is on the worker. We prove otherwise.”

“What if someone testifies on his behalf?”

“Like who?”

“Another worker or ambulance personnel.”

“My money’s on they’re not.”

The men nodded. They were shrewd businessmen. They were aware of Alfonzo’s ties to organized crime and at times like these his connections were more effective than tossing around money. A talk is all they needed. A bribe, well once again, that’s still cash they were reluctant to part with, unless absolutely necessary.

When the meeting ended his son leaned over and asked, “Why was that man picking his nose all the time?”

Alfonzo chuckled; Jack Linton was the man Sal was referring to. He suffered from allergies and poor manners. Alfonzo overlooked these and other quirks but kids did not. “He always thinks his nose is itching.”

“It’s nasty. That’s how you spread germs. At home mom and Anita always make us wash our hands, even at school we have to wash our hands, a lot.”

Alfonzo’s eyebrow arched, “Yeah, you should.”

The secretary came in with a McDonald’s bag and an order of bistec encebellao, tostones and a bottle of mabi. She sat the food in front of them. “Here’s your food gentleman.”

Sal grinned from ear to ear. Fast food wasn’t allowed in their home, Selange’s rules but today the boy deserved a treat. Besides, they’d work it off playing soccer or boxing.

“Thanks Georgina,” Alfonzo said to the bleached blonde secretary. The woman dressed in her usual style of eye-catching attire. Today it was a form fitting Giliano dress, high heels and thin blazer. Alfonzo had no complaints about her attire; it was professional and gave his male client’s visuals. Besides, she was excellent at her job. Three years in and she hadn’t missed a beat.

Sal’s smile hadn’t faded, either. The boy had a crush on Georgina, although she was thirty years his senior and married with four kids. “Gracias Georgie.”

Oh yeah and he got to call her Georgie!

“No problema. If you need anything else senor Sal let me know,” she said then winked her false eyelash at him and the boys cheeks flushed crimson.

Alfonzo snickered; the woman was shameless for encouraging the boy when he didn’t have a chance in hell.

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