The next morning Vincent goes back to work at six and tells Tony that he has to leave early that afternoon. He also tells him that he has a lead on one of Shoe’s debtors and needs to take the next couple of days off. Tony grunts. That is the most Vincent gets out of him.
Valerie has come through. She has information on one of the names, a Henry Woljokowski. Vincent’s credit card contact, Mary Donovan, has got even more information, including the fact that Henry recently purchased a late model used Cadillac for cash, using a new address for registration. Vincent wonders how Henry got the cash to buy the car but puts it out of his mind. He makes a note of the information about the car and the new address.
Mikey drives him to Fat Louie’s where one of the employees takes Vincent in the back and hands him the keys to a shiny black ‘62 Ford Thunderbird. Mikey whistles. Vincent takes the keys, gets in, and follows Mikey back to the Neighborhood.
About eight that night, Vincent picks up Mikey in his Thunderbird. No Angelo tonight. He’s at home babysitting the kids while his wife attends a baby shower. Vincent and Mikey laugh about that as they drive to Henry Woljokowski’s new address. When they arrive, they spot Henry’s Cadillac parked in front of his apartment building. Vincent and Mikey look at each other knowingly and drive off.
“That’s one,” says Vincent.
“Nice ride, and it’s clean,” says Mikey. “I bet it’s a one-owner car, probably some old Jew broad.”
Back in the Neighborhood, they stop at Baba’s for beef and sausage sandwiches. A bunch of people are milling outside. Mikey asks what’s going on.
“Microwave ovens” says one of the guys.
“What the hell is a microwave?” Mikey responds.
“No idea,” says the same guy. “But Baba says they’re the wave of the future, no pun intended. He says every woman in town is going to want one. He’s selling them for $300 each.”
Mikey whistles. “Glad I’m not married.”
“I’ll bet they have serial numbers on them,” Vincent says. “I think I’ll wait. My mother would never use one anyways.”