Neither of them wanted the embarrassment of going to the bottom and starting over, so both were fired. Arnie glared at Ed as they were leaving the of...ice, "Some fucking friend you turned out to be, Ed." Ed shakes his head. "Don't even go there Arnie, I told you what would happen and you just couldn't keep your dick in your pants, so don't blame me. You might want to save your energy for that big bastard waiting for you out in the parking lot." Arnie's face turns pale as he turns to Charlene.. Without meaning to, I find myself simply nodding.He takes a step back, his arms fall to his sides and helooks at me from this new vantage point. “Stay,” he says and as he begins to open kitchendrawers, my fear grows. I watch his back, taking in asmany details as I can, noting that his tight jeans andgrey zipped sweatshirt cover a taut and lean six-footplus frame, that his tousled hair is as dark as hiseyes. His casual, street type clothing seemsincongruous given his serene and. Once a year was more than enough for Jacky as well, though she did enjoy reminiscing and gossiping with her kin, of which there were many, the majority of whom remained at or near the Pittsburgh suburb where Jacky had been born and raised. For generations the family revolved around steel. And even when that fell apart as the lifeblood of Pittsburgh, many managed to find a smaller remnant of the huge industry to continue things.Others filling Joe’s living room, dining room and kitchen included. Outside I saw no guards, no helicopter, like Ortega said would be patrolling the perimeter, and no signs of ANY security, what-so-ever. Ortega is so stuck on himself, he hasn't noticed ... No Sir. I don't really want to board the plane while he's anywhere around and knows our travel plans. He's got me that spooked." Yes, sir. I'm armed. He fought me on it, and then his boss had to order him to give me a forty-five, but I'm certain he will confiscated it the second I set foot outside the.