Chapter 35
REX SPOKE INTO HIS cell phone as he leaned against a building on Ellicott Street where he had made a delivery. “Hi, is this Donny?”
“Yeah, who’s this?” Donny Mancini responded. He was sitting on his couch when the phone rang.
“It’s Rex, Rex Carlton. We met at Midnight?”
“Oh yeah. What’s up, Rex?”
“Not much, you interested in getting that beer we talked about?”
“Sure, as long as it’s not at Club Midnight,” he laughed.
Rex laughed back, “No, you ever been to Flynn’s?”
“No, don’t think I have. Where is it?”
“On the West Side-” Rex started.
“Oh wait, is that the place on Rhode Island near Essex?”
“Yeah, that’s it.”
“Okay. I know where it is. What time?”
“Well, I have to finish work, but I can be there about six.”
“All right, Rex, I’ll see you at six,” Donny said and hu
