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was lookin’ for.”
    “What you lookin’ for me for?” Mangino asked.
    “Come on; I got something I need to talk to you about.”
    “Can’t it wait? I’m kind of busy right now,” Mangino said and looked at Silky.
    Angelo walked up to her. “I’m sure Silky won’t mind if I borrow you for a few minutes,” he said and stuck a wad of bills down Silky’s abundant cleavage.   “Get lost, Silky.”
    Silky kissed Angelo on the cheek. “You remember what I told you,” she said and walked away.
    “What’s she talkin’ about?” Mangino asked as Angelo threw his arm around him.
    “I have no fuckin’ idea. You know how some of these broads are; shit makes sense to nobody but them.”
    “Especially that one,” Mangino said as he and Angelo walked down the alley. “All tits no brains, that one.”
    “Yeah, right,” Angelo said and gave Mangino a look of disgust. “Listen, Mangino, I got a call tonight from Pauly.”
    Mangino laughed. “What did that cry baby want?”
    “Said you been bustin’ his balls.”
    “Give me a fuckin’ break. I oughta kick his fuckin’ ass; runnin’ to you behind my back—the fuckin’ cry baby.”
    “That’s what I’m tryin’ to do. I’m tryin’ to give you every break I can, but you don’t listen to me,” Angelo said, and Mangino’s back stiffened.
    “What?” Mangino said and got angry. “I don’t listen?” he said, pointing to himself.
    “We talked about this. I said you should layoff Pauly and stop stickin’ your hands in other peoples business.”
    “That’s a totally different matter between me and Pauly.”
    “That don’t matter, I told you.”
    “You told me? First of all, you don’t tell me shit, you snot-nose punk. I made my bones when you were still suckin’ on your mother’s tit,” Mangino shouted and started to reach for his gun.
    “Mikey.”
    Black stepped up behind Mangino and put his gun to the back of his head. He cocked the hammer and reached around to take Mangino’s gun. Then he came and stood next to Angelo.
    “What the fuck is this, Angelo? Who is this nigger?”
    “I’m your executioner.”
    Angelo took out his gun and pointed it at Mangino. Black raised Mangino’s gun, and they shot Mangino several times in the head and chest. Black dropped Mangino’s gun on his chest and followed Angelo out of the alley.
    Once they were in the car and away from the scene, Angelo turned to Black. “So what you wanna talk to me about, Mikey?”
    “We good to talk in here?”
    “Had it swept a couple of hours ago. ”
    “I hear from the police that our mutual friend had visitors last night.”
    “I heard that too; just not from the cops. Any idea why that happened?”
    “Some people say that he was doin’ business with the wrong people; and those people were having problems of their own: Problems that attracted the attention of a certain detective. I hear that his visitors thought that it was only a matter of time before this certain detective put certain facts together, and it was time to clean up loose ends,” Black said as they pulled up in front of Angelo’s social club.
    Angelo got out of the car and walked a few steps before he stopped and turned to Black. “I’ll tell you the truth, Mikey, I heard all about it.”
    “I knew that you had.”
    “I’ll tell you something else: I knew about Stark and PR. What I didn’t know was that PR was Jasper Robinson’s little girl, and that she was involved with Nick. I swear on my children, Mikey, if I had known that, I woulda put a stop to it myself. I know the position that put you in, so I understand why Stark had to die.” Angelo took a step closer. “But Mikey, Stark was a good earner. It’s gonna be hard to replace him. And with Moon dead, too, I don’t see nobody in that camp that can step up and fill that void. But that’s not your problem, Mikey, it’s mine. You did what you had to do to keep everybody out the joint; and I include myself in that,” Angelo said and