The Brothers Botticelli
LATE MARCH ~ 1 ~ Frank Sacheli, a slimeball in his mid-thirties, lay on the bed in a cheap motel in the east end of Toronto. He was watching TV and flipping around because he was restless. He got up and paced around the room a bit. On the bedside table was a 9 mm pistol. Sacheli sat back down on the bed and started flipping the channels again. Finally, he found something that grabbed his interest. Suddenly, the door burst open and two very angry men entered. They were both carrying small shotguns. They quickly sized up the situation and moved to the bed. The larger man, Tiny, grabbed Sacheli and flipped him around, holding him...