New York Pays“You planning to help yourself to my produce, Mr. CPA?” O. B. asked as Jimmy took a bite out of an apple he grabbed from a bin.
“No, I don’t need a problem with the one person who’s just as big as me.”
John Stradford, who was also shopping for produce, added, “The two of you would be some fight, but we need to worry about other kinds of battles right now. The talk is all over town. The Tribune ran hate pieces every day this week and the Klan tends to like the weekends for their night rides. I figure if they’re going to do something, it will be either tonight, Saturday, or Sunday night and one of the three of us will be the target, so let’s be cautious.”
O. B. agreed. “Yeah, no going off on your own outside of Greenwood. Let’s stay together as much as possible—safety in numb
