God's Favorite
“Very Old Parr. Very much very Old Parr. Every other sip, an enlisted man appeared from the shadows with a freshener to keep Tony’s drink maximally stiff.
Tony was holding court at his round table in the back of La Playita, the private club owned by César Rodríguez and some of his Colombian pals. Ari Nachman was there, and Dr. Demos, Tony’s psychiatrist and political pollster. Several girls from Miami who specialized in consolation rubbed Tony’s knees. But with every drink, Tony could feel himse...lf becoming more dangerous.
“Tony, why are you taking this personally?” César asked. “The Americans know they can’t do business in Panama without you.”
“He even thanked the priests!” Nachman said in disbelief.
“Maybe he needs a little welcome party,” said Tony. “A demonstration of the people’s righteous anger.”
“I know what you’re thinking, Tony, but you should be careful,” said César. “Don’t pull the trigger right away.” César was drinking White Russians as a tonic for his new ulcer.MoreLess
Tony was holding court at his round table in the back of La Playita, the private club owned by César Rodríguez and some of his Colombian pals. Ari Nachman was there, and Dr. Demos, Tony’s psychiatrist and political pollster. Several girls from Miami who specialized in consolation rubbed Tony’s knees. But with every drink, Tony could feel himse...lf becoming more dangerous.
“Tony, why are you taking this personally?” César asked. “The Americans know they can’t do business in Panama without you.”
“He even thanked the priests!” Nachman said in disbelief.
“Maybe he needs a little welcome party,” said Tony. “A demonstration of the people’s righteous anger.”
“I know what you’re thinking, Tony, but you should be careful,” said César. “Don’t pull the trigger right away.” César was drinking White Russians as a tonic for his new ulcer.MoreLess
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