The Trip
Natalia agreed to smuggle Morton out through the tunnel under the street we’d gone out the last time. I left the way I’d come in, at the last minute remembering to limp as I walked down the steps.
Twilight had fallen, and the streetlights were being lit as I went to the taxi-stand across the way.
As I returned home, I thought how strange things had gotten. Spadros men in open defiance of their Patriarch. Mrs. Hart leaving the racetrack the Hart Family had owned for over a century, after openly defying her Patriarch. The split between Cesare Diamond and his Patriarch over the handshake on the courthouse steps. The Golden Bridges’ sudden attacks on the Four Families. And now, what sounded like a civil war brewing in Clubb quadrant.
Golden BridgesI got home in time to wash, chang
