Chapter 12

Frank saw the large contingent of men, standing outside Tony's house, as he was on his way to take Antonia out for the day. He was ordered to stop by an armed man, who told him to cross the street, and be on his way.

"It is going to be very hard for me to get Antonia, from over there." He laughed, "So you are the guinea pig?"

"Yeah, Tony did not want to use any of the good guys for this detail."

"Are you packing?" I turned sideways, and showed him the nine millimeter under my jacket. I turned back towards him and said, "I have another one, but you have to promise not to freak out, when I show it to you."

"I have seen guns before, and they do not scare me." I bent my left elbow back to forty-five degrees, as if I was scratching my chin. When I brought my arm forward again, my P 32 pistol was pointed at his nose.

"Holy shit, where the hell did that come from?" I rolled up my sleeve