by Scott Soloff
"No worries. Let's boogie."
Game over
Connor left for London the morning following the Burger affair. I stuck around to clean up a few loose ends.
Oddly, there was no blow back from Leon's 'accident'. The Philadelphia Inquirer led with the headline "Sports Memorabilia Dealer Plummets To Death". No mention in the article about the gun in his hand.
After Kato knocked that bastard off the roof he pivoted a full 180 degrees in mid-air, hit the ground running, threw his paws on my chest and gave me a whopping kiss. I didn't tell him to get down.
Making a quick exit from the Emporium, we grabbed the briefcase with a million bucks and the Honus Wagner.
The following morning I made my way down to Bainbridge Street. Amy was grateful to get the valuable baseball card. She listened to the entire tale of mayhem and greed. After, she sobbed for what seemed an eternity. Asked how she could repay me, I said, "Cover our expenses. No rush, wait until the card is sold."
We stuck around one more day to attend the funeral. There was a nice turnout, Hari was well liked.
TJ would take care of Kato and the house while we were gone. The next morning we boarded a plane at JFK for London. With Connor picking up the tab we flew first class.
We landed at Heathrow.
Connor is waiting at the luggage area decked out in a hand tailored suit; sporting a chauffer's cap. A cardboard sign with Picker written in black marker. Reminiscent of our first meeting.
Kelly gave him a peck on the cheek. The first words out of here mouth were, "Exactly what do you need Picker for?"
"We going to take an evil man for every penny that he's worth. Then we're going to destroy his life."
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