CHAPTER FOUROne Night Later…
The night was cold and windy with loose trash being blown down the sidewalk and streets. Malvo threw open the front passenger door of his truck and jumped down onto the asphalt. He gave his surroundings the once over as he took a pull from a withering cigarette. Smoke wafted from his nostrils and mouth, blowing away with the wind. He dropped the cigarette on the ground and mashed it out underneath his Timberland boot. He slammed the SUV’s door shut and stuck his hands inside of his leather jacket. He stepped upon the curb and journeyed down the sidewalk. He walked a few feet until he came upon a telephone booth. He rested his arm on top of the telephone booth. Looking about, he ran a hand down his face and massaged his chin. He looked up the block and saw an o
