Chapter 9
Where the Hell is Tangiers?
SILVY ORGANIZED THE unsettled invoices and the full week’s issues of the Sun on one of the tables toward the front and warned his new worker, “Your first day will be the hardest because both the statements and newspapers piled up during the week." Bodee contained his smile. This job isn’t so bad at all—he thinks this is hard? All I need to do is sit inside, push some papers, and read for a spell.
“Your grandmother and me spoke about you. This job will work a certain way—you stay away from the w****s next door at Tigress, steer clear of all of the gangsters, and if you talk to anybody, stick to neighborhood people. My plan though, not so involved—only six words. You think you can handle six words, clever boy?”
“I think so.”
“Here they are: get the
