Chapter 9
For two weeks, everything was quiet. Rossellini’s widow sent a short, polite card, thanking the boss for his donation of a thousand dollars to the local hospital in Paul’s name. The grapevine of musicians, waitresses, whores, and pimps didn’t have a single word about Shorty Accardo, or his possible tie to Rossellini’s murder. He wasn’t taking any chances though, and with Jimmy’s approval, he kept a very low profile, rarely doing anything more than driving the boss as necessary and keeping an eye on the casino floor. And spending every free moment he could get with David. He was only grateful that the boss was still so enamored with David’s cousin—he barely had any time to pay attention to what, and who, Vincent was doing.
Vincent was almost ready to believe that the whole Rosse
