Piece of the Season

Jimmy thought the next stop should be to see Angelica.  She'd been the one in the office last year.  Jimmy wasn't sure anyone in the family had spoken to her since.  No one was taking sides, as far as he could tell, and he didn't remember her calling.   "She's got the penthouse," Twist pointed out after a long time in the elevator. "How do you know everything about my family before I do?  I didn't even know she'd moved." "I listen." The view from the 29th floor was impressive.  Being greeted by a maid was a little less so. "She knew we were coming, right?", Jimmy asked.  Twist nodded. Coffee was brought in and Jimmy poured a cup after the maid left.  He offered it to Twist who waived it off.  It was that good stuff from South America.  He wondered where she got it.  He sat on the sofa next to Twist. Angelica came in quietly and nodded at Twist.  Jimmy got a peck on each cheek.  "How are you?", she...

"What?"  Jimmy was whispering.  "You've worked with these guys a really long time."   "Yeah.  But I got a feeling the other day when I was talking to Cane." "What kind of feeling?" "He said: I'm going to fucking kill you." "Okay." After a minute, Jimmy pushed the button for the first floor.  Twist was confused.  "Where are we going?  Should I lock up?" "Fuck locking up.  No one's coming today.  And fuck coffee.  I need a drink."

"Twenty four thousand, one hundred and seventeen." "Precisely?" "Precisely." Twist led Jimmy out and locked the door.  "I have the only key," he said quietly.  "Not even the old man knows about this.  If you could keep it on the down-low, I'd appreciate it.  I don't want word getting out that one request took down the whole system." "No, we don't want that," said Jimmy.  They rode back up in silence for a bit before Jimmy turned to Twist.  "You want me to keep this from my father." "Yes.  If you could." "Is there anything else I should be hiding from him that you haven't told me?"   "You mom is living in Brazil.  With a man." "Okay."  "With a younger man." "Anything else?" "He's a dancer." "Okay."  Jimmy needed more coffee.  This was that sort of day.  His mother shacked up with a dancer in Br...