Jake Randolph: Origins Pt. 124

I still had the sombrero's brim down over my face but I knew that masquerade was about to end. Hall always liked looking people in the eye when he spoke to them. Once when he was raking me over the coals about a mission that got botched I hung my head down and Hall screamed, "Look at me when I'm talking to you!'

The gangster addressed me first, "Habla Ingles, senor?"

Great. A bilingual mobster.

"Si," I said, still holding on to the charade until the last possible moment.

Hall stepped up, sweeping the sombrero off my head.

"Sgt. Randolph!"