Stan gets out, taps on the door, three distinct times. We wait. Finally the door opens. “Took you so long, babes?” Derrick, standing in the dark open door, thumbs jammed inside his leather utility belt. “We got the tool boxes,” Stan says. “And I’ve got the casheshe,” Derrick says. “Lots of it.” “Bingo,” Stan says. … Continue reading Bingo Night, Part II by Vincent Zandri ![]()
