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Was Halma inhabited? His snitch had never said nothing about Halma.

Manzo, seated in the rear of the jeep directly behind Giorgio, spotted
the sign. "Look at that!"

"I see it," Giorgio said calmly.

"You know what that means?" Manzo asked belligerently.

Giorgio twisted in his seat and stared at the two men in the back,
Manzo and the other trigger man, lanozzi, who was sitting behind the
driver. He focused his full attention on Manzo, composing himself so his
anger was carefully concealed. "I know what it means," he said in a quiet
tone.

Ianozzi, a young man of 25 wearing a blue suit and tie, gazed at Giorgio
for a few seconds, then casually placed both of his hands on the Mossberg
Model 500 Bullpup resting across his knees.

"Why did we have to come so far?" Manzo queried, nervously surveying
the woods bordering the highway. He failed to note the expression on
Giorgio's face. His fatigue and apprehension combined to make him
careless. "Who cares what's in Minnesota?"

"I've explained it to you many times," Giorgio noted patiently.

Manzo scowled. "I just don't like being this far from Vegas. We could
have done this another way."

"This is the best way," Giorgio assured him. "Trust me."
 Manzo's weaselly eyes shifted to Giorgio. "I trust you, Boss. You know
that."

"Do I?" Giorgio said. "I'm beginning to wonder."

Manzo abruptly realized his mistake. He blanched and swallowed hard.
"Hey, no offense meant, Boss! I was just letting off a little steam. We've
been on the road for over a week, and all the muties and creeps can get to
a guy. You know how it is."

"I know how it is," Giorgio said.

Manzo mustered a weak grin. "I'm a little antsy, is all. All this nature
shit makes me uncomfortable. I'm used to the casinos, the broads, and the
booze. Hell! I ain't been laid in over a week!"

"None of us have been laid since we left," Giorgio observed. "But you
don't hear none of the other guys griping."

Manzo voiced a feeble titter. "Don't take it personal, Boss. I can't help it