Echoes of a Distant Summer (2011)
“As a matter of fact, Tony, the fat one, looked like he had been dropped in a meat grinder. His face was black and blue with bruises and his nose was covered with bandages. DiMarco slid into the seat across from them, placing his briefcase on the seat beside him, and asked, “What’s the news?”
Victor, the older brother, spoke: “Last night Tony and Mickey Vazzi went to pick up that little gook you wanted and all hell broke loose. It seemed like everybody and his mother climbed out of the sewer to save him.”
“To save him?” DiMarco questioned sharply, his impatience just beneath the surface. “I don’t understand. Do you have the guy or not?”
A tall, thin waitress came over and asked for their order. The Lenzinis asked for scotches. Paul ordered a caffe latte and waited for her to leave. As a second thought, Tony ordered a sandwich. The waitress took the order and quickly disappeared among the milling crowd.
“That’s what I’m trying to explain,” Victor continued earnestly.
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