24The Next Day - Melville, PennsylvaniaA day later, after returning from New York City, Simon walked in the door of his house to find a pissed-off Quinn waiting for him.
"You're a dead man!" Quinn, in his black pinstriped suit, carrying a briefcase in one hand, looked like he'd just come from court. Marching up to Simon with a furious look on his face, he jabbed him hard in the chest with a forefinger. "Dead man walking!"
Simon winced and flinched. "What brought this on? What's the deal?"
"Where were you?" said Quinn. "Jim Lassiter waited half an hour for you to show up!"
"Lassiter, Lassiter..." Simon dropped his travel bags on the floor as he struggled to make the connection.
"Sarsaparilla Slim, remember?" Quinn snapped off his gold-rimmed glasses and glared. "The guy I intr
