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"
He
just
left
a
minute
ago
.
"
Joey
flipped
open
the
folded
leather
and
rustled
the
clear
plastic
identification
envelopes
.
"
You
better
start
joining
something
,
"
he
said
.
He
opened
the
back
.
"
Now
here
’
s
what
I
call
real
thoughtful
.
"
Between
first
and
second
fingers
he
extracted
a
new
twenty
-
dollar
bill
.
"
I
knew
they
were
moving
in
but
didn
’
t
know
with
tanks
.
That
’
s
a
remembrance
worth
remembering
.
"
"
Was
that
in
there
?
"
"
You
think
I
planted
it
?
"
"
Joey
,
I
want
to
talk
to
you
.
The
guy
offered
me
five
per
cent
of
any
business
I
threw
their
way
.
"
"
Well
,
bully
-
bully
!
Prosperity
at
last
.
And
it
wasn
’
t
no
idle
promise
.
You
should
set
up
the
Cokes
.
This
is
your
day
.
"
"
You
don
’
t
mean
I
should
take
it
—
"
"
Why
not
,
if
they
don
’
t
add
it
on
the
cost
?
Who
loses
?
"
"
He
said
I
shouldn
’
t
tell
Marullo
or
he
’
d
think
I
was
getting
more
.
"
