Pallottola Spuntata 1x5 — Quelli Della

I thanked Ted and headed to the Hacienda. I went undercover as a man looking for a hot dog. It was a stretch, but I thought I could pull it off. I sat at the counter and waited. The guy behind the grill looked like he’d been hit in the face with a shovel and liked it. “What’ll it be?” he growled.

“Frank! Glad you’re here,” Ted beamed. “I’ve analyzed that glove. It’s synthetic. Traces of gunpowder, cheap cologne, and... sauerkraut.” “Sauerkraut? You mean the fermented cabbage?” Quelli della pallottola spuntata 1x5

“Give me a jumbo dog,” I said, leaning in. “And go heavy on the sauerkraut. I’m a man who likes his cabbage loud.” I thanked Ted and headed to the Hacienda