Chapter 18
THIRTY MINUTES LATER Rocco Albano and Victor Ragu sat in Albano's vehicle across the street from the Zippee Messengers office.
“So what's the guy look like?” Albano asked.
“Regular looking guy. Rides a bike, carries a giant purse.”
“You mean a messenger bag? I love those!”
“You wanna carry a giant colorful purse?” Ragu laughed.
“No, they are great. I could carry stuff in mine.”
“Never mind. I know what he looks like. Just keep your eyes open.”
“So why are we looking for this guy?” Albano asked,
“He knocked me over at Dewey’s.”
“Oh, okay.” Albano knew Ragu’s temper and didn’t press the subject.
They were silent for a few minutes. Victor Ragu stared out the window while Albano cleaned under his fingernails with a pocket knife.
Finally, Albano broke the silence. “So, wh
