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news?”
    Dirty stared at Drago.   This
wasn’t about him at all.   This was all
about Reno.   “Okay, give,” he said.   “What’s the deal?   Whatta you want?”
    Drago smiled.   “Oh, so you wanna deal now?”
    “What is it, Johnny?   You didn’t come all this way to nickel and
dime me over no dough.   What is it?”
    Drago exhaled.   Might as well get on with it, he seemed to conclude.   “I hear Reno decided to step down as CEO of
PaLargio, Inc.”
    “Yeah, so?   Ain’t no secret about that.”
    “Yeah, but why?” Drago asked.   “What’s happened?   I haven’t heard about no heat coming down on Reno.   So why all of a sudden he’s laying low?   Why all of a sudden he’s leaving Vegas?   This is his town.   Why he gonna give this up?   What happened?”
    “Nothing happened.   He just wants a change for his old lady after
what happened to his Ma and Marbeth.   It
ain’t got nothing to do with nothing.”
    Drago looked at Dirty.   “Does it look like I was born yesterday?   Do I look that stupid to you?   Reno Gabrini wouldn’t move next door to satisfy
some female, let alone pack up his life and move across the country!   He would never uproot his life like that for
some broad.   Never.   You know it and I know it.   So cut the bull, Richie.   Tell me something I don’t know.”
    These wise guys thought they knew all about
Reno.   They just knew that Reno was one
of them.   But Dirty knew better.   Reno would do more than
move across the country for Tree.   He
would move across the entire planet for her.   But he wasn’t about to tell Drago that.
    “Just tell me what you want,” Dirty said,
“because unlike some people I know, who happens to be in this car, thank-you, I
have to work for a living.”
    “Find out why.”
    Dirty frowned.   “Why what?”
    “Why Beyoncé don’t like Kim Kardashian no
more.   What the fuck you think?   Find out why Reno’s laying low.   Why he’s leaving Vegas.   What heat’s on him. ”
    “Maybe the cops are still asking questions
after what Marbeth did, and how she had to be taken out.   She did kill Vito Giancarlo’s son.   She killed a mob boss son.   That’s always gonna generate heat, and maybe
the heat’s still on.”
    But Drago shook his muscle head.   “That ain’t it.   That’s over.   I own enough cops to know that that’s over.   This is some new shit, and I need to know
what it is.”
    Dirty stared at Drago.   This need to know of his could at least buy
him some time until he could gamble up some more money.   But what if this need to know meant more to
Drago than even his money did?   Dirty decided to gamble now.  
    “And if I find out what you need to know,”
Dirty asked, “will you cancel my debt?”
    Drago paused.   Then nodded his head.   “Yes,” he said.
    Dirty was astounded.   The Drag never cancelled debts, he just
didn’t.   And Dirty owed him thousands.   “You mean to tell
me,” Dirty said, to be clear, “that if I find out why Reno decided to give up
day to day operations of the PaLargio and move out of town you’ll one hundred
percent cancel my debt to you?”
    “That’s what I’m telling you.”   Then he looked at Dirty. “But it better not
be bullshit, Dirty .   It better not be about any of that he’s
so in love with his wifey bullshit.   I want to know what would drive him to leave his beloved Vegas.”
    “But I still don’t get it.   What’s it to you what heat is on Reno?”
      Drago’s
stomach began to hurt at just the thought of that asshole Reno.   “That’s above your pay grade, pal. Don’t you
get your panties in a bunch about that.   You just find out what that heat is, and
who’s putting it on him.   That’s all you
gotta do.   And you’ll owe me nothing.”
    It was undoubtedly more inside the mob,
score-settling bullshit, and Dirty knew it.   But he wasn’t about to let the chance to get
out of Drago’s debt pass him by.