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"Start talking, or we cut your fingers off, one by one.”
The Straight Man told them the truth. They gave him a month to come up with the money. He’d been burned, but The Mob didn’t care. He owed them ten grand. Where would he get it?
He sat down to think.
Burglary was a field open to almost any fool, the prisons were full of them.
Kidnapping would bring in tons of federal smoke. The idea of winning money gambling had built a lot of casinos.
International gun running was controlled by the Spanish people and the government.
Loan sharking was done legally by the banks for a mortgage on your soul, and illegally by The Mob for a mortgage on your life.
Cattle rustling was open to everyone, some restaurants would go under without it.
Hijacking was out ... it takes a well-organized gang for that, The best shot would be a one-time stunt that hadn’t been pulled before, like the first sky-jacker. He’d thought it out and been the only one to ever get away clean.
America, The Straight Man decided, is a nation of specialists.