“Well, if you don’t mind, put me on that list of people you keep it away from.”

Bobby turned to Nick. “Where’s Mike?”

“I thought he was coming with you?”

“Ain’t no tellin’ what time he’s gonna get here then,” Wanda added. “Why he has somebody driving for him that don’t know where anything is, is still a mystery to me.”

“We’re on 42-nd Street. How hard could this place be to find?” Nick asked.

“Kevon used to drive him around in the Bahamas and Mike trusts him. That’s good enough for me,” Bobby said.

“It oughta be, since it was your bright idea for him to have a driver,” Wanda said.

“Only question is, how long we gonna wait for him?” Nick asked. “I’m hungry.”

“You're always hungry,” Bobby said as their waiter arrived at the table.

“Are you ready to order?”

“We’re still waiting on one more person,” Wanda informed the waiter.

“Bring me a Remy Martin on the rocks,” Bobby ordered.

“I’ll have another Johnny Black,” Nick added. “I think we should go on and order.”

“Go ahead. I’ll order something for Mike,” Wanda said.

Bobby put down his menu. “What do you recommend?”

“I highly recommend the saffron-spiked lobster ravioli. The signature black truffle mac and cheese was served on season one of Bravo’s ‘Top Chef.’ It’s a tasty blend of black truffles; brandy and fontina slow-cooked with fresh thyme and oregano. The oversized scallops are doused in a buttery pool of vanilla bean cream. And our roasted salmon is served with a sweet sherry brandy glaze. All of those are excellent.”

The trio gave the waiter their orders and he left them. They talked about the business at hand while they waited for Black to get there. He arrived at the table just as the food was being served.

“Sorry I’m late. We had a run to make, and on the way here Kevon went the wrong way on the Major Deegan and then we got stuck in traffic on the Cross Bronx,” Black said and sat down. “Did you order me something?”