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“Thanks, but no. It’s early for me.”
“I like to get a head start on the day.”
“I wanted to ask you about Jimmy Poletti.”
Miriam knocked back some Manhattan. “He’s a pig.”
“In what way?”
“He’s a man. Isn’t that enough?”
“I was hoping you could be more specific.”
“Well, there’s his wife.”
“Yes?”
“She’s thin.”
“I know,” I said. “I’ve met her.”
“How am I supposed to compete with that?”
“I’m sure Silvio loves you just the way you are.”
“Who?”
“Silvio. Your husband.”
She did a major eye roll. “Him! All he thinks about is that trucking company. I’ve had it up to here with that trucking company.”
“What sort of stuff does he haul?”
“He has a contract with a plant in Mexico that makes salsa and a plant in Newark that makes the containers. He carts the containers to Mexico and comes back with them full of salsa.”
Okay, now I’m getting somewhere. Another Mexican tie-in.
“Does he ever haul anything other than salsa?” I asked.
“I only know about the salsa. I’ve got a garage filled with five-gallon cans of the stuff. What the heck am I supposed to do with it all? I mean, do they pay him in salsa?”
“Did he ever haul anything for Jimmy?”
She stared into her whiskey glass. “It’s empty,” she said. “I hate when that happens.”
“About Jimmy.”
“Boy, I could use a cigarette,” she said. “Do you have any c
igarettes on you?”
“No. Sorry. I don’t smoke.”
“Xanax?”
“No.”
“Cupcakes?”
