Chapter 22
Jacksonville, FL
AS THEY RODE the elevator to the top floor of the Wells Fargo Center, Chris said, “Do you know everyone who’ll be here tonight?”
“I know all the bank officers, and I’ve met two or three of the wives.”
“Good.”
Mickey and Chris stepped out of the elevator and into the reception area of the River Club.
“Are you nervous?” Mickey said in an almost whisper.
“Why should I be? I’ve been here before.”
“I’m not talking about our surroundings, Chris.”
“Oh please. You know I can mix and mingle with the best of them, and you’ve seen me do it.”
“Okay, okay. Let’s get the show on the road.”
Mickey walked up to the reception desk and said, “First Bank and Trust.”
“Yes, Sir,” the host said. “You’re in the Ortega Room. Follow me, please.”
The man led them to a fair-s
