The Legend Of Mickey Tussler (2008) - Plot & Excerpts
There was Scotty, a stocky, muscle-bound, impatient man in his late thirties who looked like an amateur boxer; Quinton, a polished gentleman with a waxed mustache and an expensive suit, and two other men wearing baseball caps and of dire expressions. “This freak show is killing me,” the first of the two men muttered from beneath his cap. “I can’t have it anymore. I can not—I will not lose to Arthur Murphy again.” Quinton sat with a rigid back suggesting some correlation between physical and moral probity. Stiff and robotic, he altered his posture only briefly to jot something down in a folder next to him. Then he inhaled deeply several times through flared nostrils. “You better not,” he responded curtly, tapping the end of his pipe on his chin. “Have you seen the standings today? You’ve dropped six straight since the Brewer debacle. Seven games is a lot of ground to make up in six weeks. You don’t get paid to finish second.” The attacked man sat up straight and cleared his throat.
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