Angelo looked at me with his mouth slightly agape and suddenly he appeared to be the one finding us strange. He struggled to get his mouth to the long tube then took it in his teeth and blew steadily. He monitored himself slowly across the room to the window. Sitting there with his back to us he said, 'Okay, you want my assessment? You got a problem, fellas. Well, several problems. One: how do you solve a murder without putting your father in the slam for stowing a stiff, leave alone getting him a citation from the DMV? Three: you want to keep it in the family. Che famiglia? What family? Now you want me in the family all's a sudden, and finally, number three-' 'Number four,' I corrected him.