When he heard that, the man Dad had introduced as Rupert said, “If we can persuade this guy to make the call, we just might be able to catch the big shot.”
“Good,” Uncle Randy said. “I’d like an end to this stuff once and for all.”
“Yeah, we can only hope,” Dad said.
When we were once again alone in the house, we nuked the remaining pizza, which had grown cold after we’d stopped eating, and finished it off, this time replacing the soft drinks with wine. While we were eating, Paul said, “Dad, would you really have used the drill on that guy’s teeth?”
“What do you think?” Uncle Randy said.