Chapter 62
THE BISON CLUB WAS where Buffalo’s elite spent time away from the regular people. Set north of downtown, the swanky club was where the rich could mingle with their kind. It used to be where business deals over three martini lunches were the norm.
These days people like Judge Tom Valentine sit in the luxurious leather chairs in the club library and smoke expensive Black Tie cigars. These $500 cigars are hand-rolled in 24-carat gold. The judge had a box of them on his desk in his chambers, as well as one at home. He was doing well, dressed in tailor-made suits, and expensive Italian leather shoes so soft they felt like slippers.
Judge Valentine sat on the bench since the eighties. He started in housing court and worked his way up to civil court where he currently presided. He w
