The Big Fix

ARNO

Stopping for a light, Jake asked, “We going to see some broads tonight?”

“You can,” Arno said. “I'm too old for so much action. And this is your last time until we settle with Cork.”

“He isn't in the bag yet,” Jake said, a sort of grant. “We should have taken him with us. Might not show tomorrow.”

“He will. I don't understand it myself but some guys go for fighting as if it was dope.” Arno glanced at Jake. “Like you would be carrying a broken-down suitcase out of some fight club now—if I hadn't wised you up.”