Lakeview City Story—In Search Of—Episode 12… Aboard the Lady Luck… Aldo DeJulio, Thomasso DeLuca, Placido Mirante, and Sean O’Reilly were arguing, “I tell yuh, O’Reilly, we shoulda killed him.”
“Aw c’mon, Aldo, he didn’t see nothin’,” O’Reilly replied, “You saw what I saw—he just slowly walked away.”
“You saw what I saw—he just slowly walked away.”
“That’s right, DeJulio,” Placido added, “He never saw us, or else he woulda run.”
“Tell you what,” O’Reilly needed to settle the issue, “I’ll drive up to town and talk to the boss, and see what she says—we can always track him down, if, and only if, she tells us to do that.”
“I know this much,” Placido continued, “She don’t want no killing here; she wants us to keep a low profile—so the locals stay off our case.”
MEANWHILE—Boomer headed to the cabin on the bluff overlooking Lakeview City… and as he passed by the Apoloni-DeSantino cabin he subconsciously made note there were no cars in the driveway.
There was, however, a car parked in his driveway he recognized as belonging to the Apoloni-DeSantino women.
“Ah! Unexpected visitors—PERFECT!” He muttered quietly and thought about poor Linda trying to keep-up her “Raynch” accent w/o breaking into uncontrollable laughter.
“Ah! Unexpected visitors—PERFECT!”
He went into the cabin, and was a little surprised when he heard, “Oh—now THAT’S funny!”
“I know—huh!” Linda laughed, “I only adopt the ‘Raynch-speech’ when we first meet people; it makes them think I’m a hick from the Iron Range, that gives me some advantage when negotiating a deal, and will come in handy when I start work tomorrow.” Linda replied, “Of course, I am a ‘hick’ from the Range. I’m proud of my ancestry, ‘though, and proud of my home-town of Hibbing, we were hard-working folks working the mines, to supply the steel-mills—Oh LOOK, my ball and chain just arrived!”
“Bragging AGAIN, Linda?”
“Bragging AGAIN, Linda?”
“Yah—you-betcha,” Linda replied, “Let me introduce you to Gina Apoloni and Bambi DeSantino, our next-door neighbors. Ladies, this is my husband, Jack.”
“Gina, Bambi, I am pleased to meet you,” Boomer began, but was interrupted by a knock on the door, “Excuse me, please—it appears this is a day for company.”
Boomer opened the door—and was met by a very-surprised Sean O’Reilly.
“Uh—hello, may I speak with Gina Apoloni, please,” O’Reilly asked.
“Oh, sure, c’mon in,” Boomer replied—showing no recognition, outwardly, as he motioned the man inside.
This could get—interesting.
To be CONTINUED…