Monday Night At The Orchid Room

F. slapped me on the back and out of tune. “So any ideas yet?”
“On what?”
“Which of these shady characters has the key to the safe, knucklehead.”
“Oh, no idea. they are all playing their cards very close to their chests.”
“Well that suits me just fine,” he said hitching his pants by their snakeskin belt. “I can’t [...]

Monday Night Live At The Orchid Room

“So what’s the job?”
F. looked at me sideways and stroked his beard, “I need someone I can trust to play Monday night.”
“Is that some kind of crazy code, man? Cos I gotta tell ya I have absolut’ly no idea what’s goin’ on here.”
He stood up and banged the top of the piano with his calloused [...]