A Shoot Blood Red Turns Dollar Green Volume 2 – Paul OBrien

Most of the bosses were still huddled in the corner. All the wres- tlers were gone. There was only a circle of Scotch, chewing tobacco, and cigar smoke left. “Where’s Danno?” Tanner Blackwell asked. “Tm here,” Ricky replied. His response seemed to anger some in the circle. A few of the bosses threw their hands in the air in exasperation and sighed their disapproval. Ricky knew he needed to pull the bosses back into the conversa- tion quickly.

“I’m speaking with Danno’s full permission and on his behalf. I don’t think it’s unreasonable to give the man some more time to grieve.” “Thanks to all the shit you guys are pulling up here, we don’t fuck- ing have time for grieving,” Tanner shouted. “The walls are moving in on us fast.” Joe Lapine spoke softly from the head of the table.

“Give the man a chance to speak.” The circle widened out and the bosses sat shoulder to shoulder in silence and waited for Ricky to begin. “I need your help,” Ricky said. Tanner smiled at the predicament Danno, through Ricky, found himself in. One week before, Danno had looked immovable as the top man, now his number two was at the meeting looking for their help.

How quickly things can change. “What are you asking for Ricky?” Joe asked. “What’s your proposal?” Ricky continued. “I want to open out the Garden to your guys tomorrow night. I want to run an elite tournament that would put all of our top guys in there. Proctor has run off somewhere—afraid to face the giant. We strip him of the title. :.” Tanner again chimed in. “What the fuck does that do for us?” Paul O’Brien Ricky wanted to launch himself across the table and beat Tanner’s face in.

He steadied himself and continued.

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Skyhorse® and Skyhorse Publishing® are registered trademarks of Skyhorse Pub- lishing, Inc.*, a Delaware corporation. Visit our website at www.skyhorsepublishing.com. 10987654321 Library of coe Cataloging-in-Publication Data is available on file. Cover design by Owen Corrigan ISBN: 978-1-5107-0934-8 Ebook ISBN: 978-1-5107-0937-9 Printed in the United States of America CHAPTER ONE October 9, 1972. Three days after Annie’s murder. — New York. Danno Garland had no reason left to be alive. When he heard what happened to his wife, he wanted to follow her—when he identified her body, when he got home and lay on their bed alone.

He especially wanted to die when he realized that he had put her in that position in the first place. He wanted to follow his wife. But he couldn’t. Not until he made right her death. And if everyone in the wrestling busi- ness had to lose so he could do that, then so be it.

His mind was made up and he was going to see this thing to end, no matter the cost. Beginning immediately. The car bounced, at odds with the weather-worn dirt track. Wet branches rubbed and slapped the metal of the car as it eased through the tight wooded passage until they came to a clearing. In the distance, the shining headlights of a ring of parked cars formed an illuminated circle. Apart from the secretly invited, there was nobody around for miles.

Just hills, forests, and dark- ness around the edges.

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