An Unsettled CalmChapter 30
We had our honeymoon that afternoon. After we had consummated our love for each other we got dressed. Our cover was that we were a jazz band going down to the island to jive at a private party. The home boys were all decked out in their zoots. The Tommy guns and heaters were going as a git box, reeds, tram, etc. We brought a real licorice stick in case some copper wanted to see our tools. I was supposed to be the manager, as there were supposed to be some platter plugs there. I was wearing...