Post by Eugene Pontecorvo on Jan 10, 2008 20:35:09 GMT
Eugene parks his car outside a little building which is somewhere in Newark. He opens the door and he climbs out of the car. He then enters the building.
He enters a room inside the building, where there are four men who are sitting on chairs that around a circular table - they are continuously answering telephones and they are writing something onto little books that are infront of them.
"How's it goin'?" Eugene asks.
"Not bad, Gene - five Gs already," one of the men answers.
"Five? It's gonna be a good week," Eugene says.
Eugene begins to laugh.
"Yeah - one guy lost the whole five large on one bet," the man says.
"Madonn', who is the unlucky mother fucker?" Eugene asks.
"Teddy somethin', from Lodi, he says he knows ye," the man says.
"I gotta go make my collections; I'll see ye tomorrow," Eugene says.
Eugene exits the room. He then exits the building also and he climbs back into his car and he drives it towards Lodi.
He enters a room inside the building, where there are four men who are sitting on chairs that around a circular table - they are continuously answering telephones and they are writing something onto little books that are infront of them.
"How's it goin'?" Eugene asks.
"Not bad, Gene - five Gs already," one of the men answers.
"Five? It's gonna be a good week," Eugene says.
Eugene begins to laugh.
"Yeah - one guy lost the whole five large on one bet," the man says.
"Madonn', who is the unlucky mother fucker?" Eugene asks.
"Teddy somethin', from Lodi, he says he knows ye," the man says.
"I gotta go make my collections; I'll see ye tomorrow," Eugene says.
Eugene exits the room. He then exits the building also and he climbs back into his car and he drives it towards Lodi.