“Send a drink down to City Boy at the end of the bar. Will you?”
“Sure. It’s funny, you know, he keeps asking about a beaver lodge at Sable Lake. I asked him, 'Which one?' I mean, you know, there’s got to be 20 or 30 of them out there. I told him, I says, 'You don’t want to go messing around with the beavers out there. The Feds, they don’t like anyone messing around with the beavers. They fine you big, they do.'“
Charlie took a glass of wine down to Scarface telling him it was from me. He glowered at me, I could see his scars twitching. I smiled. Now that things were set in motion, it was time to go back and quiz the dame.
I decided to go out the front, better visibility. Once again, exercising his brain, he stepped out in front of me. He stared into my eyes, hard scars twitching, spitt
