[Aldo]
I come out of the bar and grill on the beachfront and head back north towards my car. Joe has been running that little grease joint for years, letting everyone from bikers, traffickers, fliers, drivers, heist guys, and bodyguards eat and drink there.
It’s like a criminal who has open jobs and information. Of course Joe is confidential with all his customers and friends; he keeps a tight ship and an even tighter lid. He doesn’t trust many people.
But he does trust me.
Before I worked for Dante Rivera, I worked the grill and dishwasher at Joe’s.
My dad put me up to it, something about knowing my roots or some other stuff like that….
Mom and Aunt Elora were so proud when I decided to take dad up on his challenge to work at Joe's.
Joe scared the s**t out of me at fifteen. Five
