Al signed the document without hesitation. Jerry took the check, signed it, and handed it to his nephew.

“That’s it, we’re done,” Jerry said. “My advice to you, for what it’s worth, is that you invest that check and live off the proceeds.” He handed Al a business card. “This is the name and number of a good stockbroker who will make sensible investments for you. If you follow his advice, you’ll be set for life. If you go out and spend all that money, you’ll be broke in a year and probably dead in a gutter somewhere.” He handed Al a thick envelope. “This contains five thousand dollars for your friend Gene Ryan. Tell him he’s fired, and that’s his severance pay. You’re fired, too. You are both now free agents. Goodbye.” Jerry stood up and offered his hand.

Al stood up and shook the hand. “Thanks, Uncle Jerry.”

“Keep those copies of all the documents and show them to a lawyer, if you want to.”

“I trust you, Uncle Jerry.”

Jerry gave him a little wave, sat down, and went back to work.

Al let himself out of the office and, in a daze, took the elevator down to the street. The bank where he kept a small checking account was across the way. He entered and saw that there was a line of people at the single teller’s station that was open. He looked around and saw the manager sitting at his desk, the guy who had turned him down for a car loan last month. He walked over to his desk and sat down.

The man looked up at him. “And what can I do for you this morning, Mr. Parisi? I’m afraid the loan committee will not change its mind.”

“Fuck the loan committee,” he said as politely as possible. Al handed him the check. “I’d like to deposit this in my account,” he said, “and I want a hundred and fifty thousand dollars of it in cash.”

The manager looked at him, disbelieving, then he looked at the check and at the signature. “Excuse me for a moment,” he said. He picked up the phone, dialed a number, and swiveled his chair so that his back was to Al. He talked for a moment, then hung up. “All is in order,” he said. He took a deposit slip from a desk drawer, filled it out, and handed it to Al with a pen. “Sign, please.”

Al signed and handed it back to him.