Chapter Thirteen
DAY 932
Stanley Waldorf and Tony Jackson walked into the Midnight Lounge and took seats near the back of the dark, smoke-filled bar. The smell of stale beer was heavy in the air.
Stanley had picked the Midnight Lounge for this meeting since he'd never been there in the past and probably wouldn't be seen by anyone who knew him. He only needed ten seconds in the building to decide he'd never be back again.
The out-of-the-way seats they'd chosen helped ensure their conversation would remain unheard and Waldorf positioned himself so he could see anyone approaching.
Whenever anyone came close, he would signal Tony, and their conversation stopped.
These two men had never socialized in the past; in fact, they had no use for one another. Waldorf had tried unsuccessfully, abo
