STORY: “You and Tueller are known enemies. Why should we believe your testimony for a moment?”
STORY: Sergio smiles again, looking Tueller in the eye. “What have I got to lose? I’m receiving nothing for my testimony today, no deals made. I simply wish to see justice done.“
STORY: Becker shakes his head, looks back at Tueller.
STORY: “No further questions, your honors.” He sits next to Tueller, puts a hand on his shoulder. “I’m sorry.”
TUELLER: “You’re worth every penny I spent on you.”
TUELLER: “And not one more.”
Chapter 37
TUELLER: “So. I’m up next, I guess.”
ALEJO: Alejo agrees. “But we need to keep this non-confrontational. So, you’ve got to keep shit in check. Right?”
TUELLER: “Strong, non-confrontational, not arrogant. Got it.”
ALEJO: “I mean. . . . unless it goes south. Then confront the hell out of everything in sight.”
TUELLER: “Thank you for clarifying that for me Ejo, I don’t know what I’d do without your counsel.”
TUELLER: “Captain.”
ALEJO: He smiles broadly. “This is fun.”
TUELLER: “Yes, we will indeed enjoy this. I can’t see any way for it to go wrong.”
MILLICENT: Millie just follows behind worriedly
ALEJO: “Never does.” Alejo walks side by side with Tueller towards our almost certain disaster.
Chapter 31
MILLICENT: “Good evening, Mr. ’Ndrangheta. It’s polite to wait for an invitation to sit.”
STORY: He looks down at the menu, scanning it in a sort of general way. “I wonder if Tueller explained to you why he’s my nemesis and not just another man that I’ve killed.”
STORY: He reviews the wine list on the back, scoffing. “If I were to publicly confront him, that would make things complicated for my family. And if I were to kill him, well, that would make things complicated for his family, which, in turn, makes things complicated for my family. So we circle each other, swatting now and then, both daring the other to finally cross the line.”
STORY: He puts the menu down, making clean eye contact with you. “You, however, my dear, are not afforded the same protection.”
Chapter 19
STORY: “So, Soto, given that I can’t suss you out indirectly, I’d like you to tell me why I should send my baby brother into space with a double agent.”
TUELLER: “In his defense, he has saved my life multiple times.”
TUELLER: Tueller sounds meeker than you’ve heard him.
STORY: “Now why would he do that?”
STORY: She turns her back to the three of you, watching out the window behind her desk.
TUELLER: “He’s my co-captain.”
ALEJO: “He’s my family.” Alejo hits the middle word. “Cards on the table? I really was a triple agent. Or quadruple. I lose count. The point is that I am good at what I do. I choose this. It’s not about masters and debts. It’s about choice.”
ALEJO: “I’d take a bullet for Tueller.”
MILLICENT: “I don’t want to derail the issue but I am also a co-captain.”