Enterprise

Bela, old buddy!

I was just telling Spock-o the other day that people never keep in touch. I was beginning to think you had wound up in cement overshoes gabbin’ with the fish.

Glad to hear of your successes. Send me a copy of your book, if you get the chance. Don’t forget to sign it.

I can’t help you on your presidential problem. Sorry. My Fed bosses have tied my hands. They don’t want us involved in things like that. Besides, I got business of my own right now.

Occurs to me you only got two choices. You could promote one of your boys and have him run as “capable and experienced,” or you grab someone outside of your mob. You could bill them as “fresh blood.”

My gang’s history books say both ways can work.

Good luck. See ya in the obits.