Okay, lousy title. But a good story.
It isn't easy to be really funny and really nasty at the same time. The humor just sounds mean, or the nastiness seems forced. But Anthony manages it.
Manny Antonio is a hit man, but he isn't very good at it. This is the story of his last contract, told by someone who knew him well, and didn't like him very much, nor respect his mental agility.
If complete clarity were an all-you-can-eat buffet of Chinese food, Manny would ask for the menu and order the chicken and broccoli.
And so we see what should have been an easy assignment turn into a disastrous trek around the metropolitan area with a trunkful of forensic evidence that grows smellier by the hour. When we are told that shooting a rent-a-cop between the eyes was "the last rational thing he will do on the final night of his life," you know Manny is not having a good week.
Enjoyable, well-written story.
