The Cuban by Paul Eksteen

Author:Paul Eksteen [Eksteen, Paul]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Publisher: Vanguard Press
Published: 2021-06-23T16:00:00+00:00

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The next morning, a sangoma near Mara was found dead in his hut by his wives. It seemed that one of the snakes which he used for rituals had bitten him the previous night in his sleep. No one knew how the snake got out of the glass fish tank in which it was kept.

CHAPTER 15

Italian Club, Nigel — Wednesday, 18 March

Mario Canossa stopped his red Ferrari in his spot next to the flagpole at the Italian club. He was happy that no one even considered parking there.

The happenings of Sunday were still fresh in his mind, and because of that, he had been impossible to live with the past three days.

Even Chicco disappeared for two days after meeting with Mario on Monday morning at the office. Mario was in a foul mood and wanted the problem resolved, pronto.

Mario saw Chicco’s Porsche in his own parking spot. Chicco was clever to face him in front of the clan. He didn’t have the guts to face Mario alone for a second time in the same week.

He just hoped that Chicco had got hold of Dino Lupo. Dino was a stand-up guy and would jump to please Mario, when offered an opportunity like this.

As he walked into the restaurant, Vito was ready waiting to welcome him. Mario had to keep his cool not to shove Vito away. “Steady, Mario,” he said to himself. “Be considerate. Chicco is here and he is not going anywhere.”

He greeted Vito and Stefani and then joined his friends at their usual table in the smoking section of the restaurant.

Before Mario could take his seat, Chicco got up from the table and walked towards him. “Let’s go outside, Mario,” he suggested.

“Hi fellas,” Mario greeted the clan members. “Sorry, I need to go outside for a few minutes. See you now-now.”

Guiseppe Roselli was looking up from his little black book. “You can go, Mario. It will make Mickey very happy. He lost again this week!” Guiseppe laughed out loud.

Mario followed Chicco through a glass sliding door to the verandah. They were scarcely through the door and out of earshot from the table when he enquired, “Did you get hold of Dino, Chicco?’

“I did, Mario. I did. I phoned him Sunday night. I phoned him again this morning. I’ve been busy, Mario. We will have this pucchiacha sorted soon.”

“You got a name and you got a bank account number. What else do you need?”

“We only need some time, Mario. You know the name is false. We must get the information from Switzerland. No problem. But we need some time. As soon as I’ve got the info, I will meet with Dino.”

Mario could see how nervous Chicco was. He was rough on him on Monday morning. To Chicco, his partner. It was not Chicco’s fault that this cafone was trying to blackmail him.

Mario hugged Chicco. “Thanks, Chicco. I know you are doing your best. I am happy. You just sort it. Now let’s go eat.”

He turned around and walked inside with outstretched arms.

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