Henry was the worst hit man in the family. Riding the train to the city was not only embarassing but also inconvenient. He was also somewhat of a spectacle compared to his fellow passengers because he insisted on wearing a jet black suit with a blood red tie and four point hankerchef. What was the point of being a gangster if you did not dress the part? He shined his shoes every morning and dreaded the ride into the city. He shaved and trimmed his moustache each morning and hoped everything was running on time. So far the bosses have turned a blind eye to his transportation issues, but one mistake would probably change all that. Today might just have been that day as mechanical problems have led to a 3 hour delay. Hopefully his target is still peacefully unaware of his pending fate still snoozing in room 2314 of the W Hotel in Union Square. If not it will a long ride back to Darien this evening.
