Dirty Deeds by Armand Rosamilia

Author:Armand Rosamilia [Rosamilia, Armand]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Tags: Humor & Entertainment, Humor, Satire, Literature & Fiction, Humor & Satire, Humorous, Mystery; Thriller & Suspense, Mystery, Thrillers & Suspense, Crime, Kidnapping, Organized Crime, Spies & Politics, Assassinations, General Humor, Crime Fiction
Amazon: B018KP7X7Y
Publisher: Kindle Press
Published: 2016-01-25T16:00:00+00:00

ELEVEN

They made me pay for my lunch and when I said I had to detour to the restroom they were having none of it. It was worth a try. Neither of them seemed too intelligent, but I guess they were smart enough.

I stepped out onto the sidewalk with the goons flanking me. I felt like a Mob boss and the people walking on the sidewalk gave wide berth to our trio.

“This way,” Goon #1 said, pointing down the street. There were several nondescript cars parked and I wondered how many were occupied right now with fellow goons with large guns.

I wasn’t going to be able to bluff my way out of this one right now. I really didn’t think a sit-down conversation with Chenzo was going to be anything but an end to my life.

I looked both ways down the street, toying with the insane idea of simply running away. Would their size slow them down? Would my age and bad knees even it out? If I bolted there was no turning back. I was a dead man. The innocent don’t run away, and I already knew why Chenzo wanted this chat. It wasn’t because he was curious about what I knew. It was because, all those many long years ago, he’d entrusted me with killing his kid and I’d failed him. He paid me a huge chunk of money to do this simple task. It was most of the seed money for the sports cards business, too.

Chenzo was going to kill me and bury me somewhere in New Jersey where they’d never find my body. I had no doubt he was going to make this meeting short and simple.

It’s crazy when you get older and start to see the end of the line coming closer. Even if I didn’t end up in a shallow grave with my face blown off, I was still getting close to the end of the line. It was times like this I was glad I felt so much older and had taken care of a few things.

Marisa gets everything. Plain and simple. She earned it, anyway. If it wasn’t for her automating my sports card business online and figuring out everything I needed to do to stay technologically advanced and relevant I’d be lost. Marisa had done it as a whiny teen, too.

As a fourteen year old she’d built the website from scratch and did all the data entry, since I do the two-finger peck typing and I’m not too fast.

In case you’re wondering, I was stalling in my own mind. I didn’t want to think about what the next move was because I already knew what was about to happen.

The goons hooked my arms and started walking me down the street. I guess they knew there was a very small chance I’d try to run.

I still didn’t know which of the black cars we were headed to, not that it mattered.

Was Chenzo actually here or would this be one of those long, painfully

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