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Chapter 11

           MichaelCorleonefrowned.Hesaidquietly,"AstheConsigliere,youagreethatit’sdangeroustotheDonandourFamilytoletSollozzolive?"

           "Yes,"Hagensaid.

           "OK,"Michaelsaid."ThenIhavetokillhim."

           MichaelCorleonestoodinfrontofJackDempsey’srestaurantonBroadwayandwaitedforhispickup.Helookedathiswatch.Itsaidfiveminutestoeight.Sollozzowasgoingtobepunctual.Michaelhadmadesurehewasthereinplentyoftime.Hehadbeenwaitingfifteenminutes.

           AllduringtheridefromLongBeachintothecityhehadbeentryingtoforgetwhathehadsaidtoHagen.Forifhebelievedwhathesaid,thenhislifewassetonanirrevocablecourse.Andyet,coulditbeotherwiseaftertonight?Hemightbedeadaftertonightifhedidn’tstopallthiscrap,Michaelthoughtgrimly.Hehadtokeephismindonthebusinessathand.SollozzowasnodummyandMcCluskeywasaverytoughegg.Hefelttheacheinhiswiredjawandwelcomedthepain,itwouldkeephimalert.

           Broadwaywasn’tthatcrowdedonthiscoldwinternight,eventhoughitwasneartheatertime.Michaelflinchedasalongblackcarpulleduptothecurbandthedriver,leaningover,openedthefrontdoorandsaid,"Getin,Mike."Hedidn’tknowthedriver,ayoungpunkwithslickblackhairandanopenshirt,buthegotin.InthebackseatwereCaptainMcCluskeyandSollozzo.

           SollozzoreachedahandoverthebackoftheseatandMichaelshookit.Thehandwasfirm,warmanddry.Sollozzosaid,"I’mgladyoucame,Mike.

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