The Last Whisper in the Dark: a Novel
“Danny Thompson was still at his father’s station, the corner table where all the real business got done. The hive was buzzing. I watched more and more cars pull in. The thugs, soldiers, and big shots spread out across the bar drinking and flirting with the chick bartenders. Cigar smoke hung heavily in the air now. The men hugged each other and kissed one another on the cheeks. Even the non-goombahs did it. You pretended to love the guy you might someday mow down. It went back to the Garden of Gethsemane.
A few of the high rollers took women upstairs to the private rooms. I listened to their vacuous giggles as they followed the men, carrying drinks and plates of sandwiches and appetizers.
I checked my messages and had a new voice mail from Darla. “I’m still thinking about your offer. Maybe you can come over tonight and persuade me one way or the other. Stop by no matter how late it is, if you’d like.”
A half hour later I spotted Eddie Haggert swing around the corner in a vintage ’59 Ca...dillac Fleetwood Sixty Special.MoreLess
A few of the high rollers took women upstairs to the private rooms. I listened to their vacuous giggles as they followed the men, carrying drinks and plates of sandwiches and appetizers.
I checked my messages and had a new voice mail from Darla. “I’m still thinking about your offer. Maybe you can come over tonight and persuade me one way or the other. Stop by no matter how late it is, if you’d like.”
A half hour later I spotted Eddie Haggert swing around the corner in a vintage ’59 Ca...dillac Fleetwood Sixty Special.MoreLess
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