The Amazing Son in Law The Charismatic Charlie Wade

As tension etched Jordan’s features.

Charlie, who had maintained a quiet vigil, instantly discerned the growing rumble of a motorcycle engine drawing nearer. It was heading their way.

In that charged moment, Hogan grasped the gravity of Jordan’s potential entanglement.

His voice turned stern as he demanded, “Jordan, lay it bare. Who have you crossed?”

Conceding that the truth could no longer be masked, Jordan, resigned, began, “Uncle Hogan, these folks here belong to a fresh gang making waves in New York…”

Hogan interjected, “Debt collectors, are they?”

Jordan hastened to clarify, “No, Uncle Hogan! They’ve just laid claim to Chinatown two days past. Now they’re squeezing folks for protection money, three grand a month. If you don’t pay up, they rough you up and threaten to ransack your store.”

Furrowing his brows, Hogan inquired, “Hasn’t Chinatown always been run by Chinese syndicates? The fee’s been a mere three hundred a month for the past few years. Why this sudden usurpation?”

it to them last week after a fierce showdown and heavy losses. Big Vigo has thrown in the towel and handed

revelation caught

“What’s the story with this new gang? It’s only been a month since they’ve started yapping about three grand. Sounds rather

in these stores, paying rent and working under the table since we lack legal status to foot the bills. You’re

done, you’re only scraping together a few grand a month. They want three thousand, essentially

queried, “Who’s behind

African-Americans with a sprinkling of Latinos from Brooklyn and downtown. Word is, they’re backed by Italians. The Italians are slowly fading into the background, pulling the strings

those wounds on your face?” Hogan

came to collect their ‘protection’ money. I couldn’t cough up the sum, so they beat me down. They’ve given me until tonight. If I don’t produce the cash, they’ll

the police?” Hogan’s tone carried a mix of anger

The police focus on the affluent areas. They came, gave it a cursory glance, and told

Hogan’s eyes.

me to call as soon as I spotted them. Dial 911 for the police, but what