“Trust everyone, but cut the cards.”

I had no idea where we were going. We seemed to drive through the City going round and round. It was quiet. Uncle Louie said nothing as he drove and stared forward.   I lowered my window and lit a cigarette.  I knew he was worried about Angel and Loretta, but he was calm and quiet.  That was the strange part, I had known him all my life and this was the longest stretch of not saying a word that I could remember. Hell, he even talked in his sleep.   I tossed the cigarette out the window as we headed down another block that looked awfully similar to the last block we had gone down. “Hey, Christopher Columbus, where the hell are we?”

Finally he responded with a laugh as he punched my shoulder, &...

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