America 1982-Chapter 414 - 55: The Black Traitor Martin

New York’s winter holidays actually offer few family entertainment options, so many of New York’s Mr. Wealthys tend to take their families to the high temperatures of 27 degrees in Miami or the slightly cooler Los Angeles for vacations.

Although Tommy could take his family back to the warmer Los Angeles, Tony couldn’t join, so their activity area was essentially limited to around New York.

Tommy arranged a family hunting trip to the hunting grounds of the Southern District of Long Island to avoid Tony being exhausted in Ashley’s bed and also to smooth things over with his beloved father-in-law. Just before the motorcade departed, Sophia had just received a call from Susan, who flew to New York herself because Vanessa had taken a leave of absence at the last minute. Worried that Vanessa would be exploited by Spike Lee as free labor, Susan came with Vanessa to Mary Manor to visit Odelia and Sophia after learning the movie’s reshoots were over.

Seeing the biracial Vanessa, old man Colin had already determined that Tommy was now capable of anything, capable even of harming his own mother.

Compared to Colin’s displeasure, women like Odelia, Ashley, and Bessie were surprised and delighted to see Vanessa. They warmly chatted with her and inquired about gossip in the entertainment industry, especially since Vanessa was no longer an unknown, her debut album having earned a platinum title—she was now quite a famous young African American female pop singer.

The prospect of going on a hunt didn’t just excite the men; even the women were thrilled, treating the hunt like an outdoor camping activity.

Tony even called up his white military buddies who were vacationing, and only after learning that they were more interested in alcohol did he call up the African American military officers in charge of hosting the event, inviting them to join the hunt. The white men weren’t interested, but the black men agreed and planned to meet at the hunting grounds of the Southern District of Long Island.

So there at the main parking lot of the private hunting ground in the Southern District of Long Island, old man Colin, already a bit displeased by Vanessa’s arrival, once again felt the impulse that America needed the KKK to make a comeback.

The five lower-ranking African American naval officers were Tony’s comrades, one African American was Tommy’s bodyguard, and if Colin hadn’t known their identities, he might have thought America’s black President came to Long Island’s hunting ground with five black military leaders from the Pentagon to announce the start of a civil war between blacks and whites in America.

This nigger is really fucking generous with his son’s credit card.

Six people arrived in three stretch luxury cars, each car equipped with its own driver and bodyguard, and unsurprisingly to Colin, the bodyguards and drivers were all sturdy black niggers.

Not only was Colin shocked, but Tommy was also taken aback. Tony’s African American comrades held ranks no higher than lieutenant, but the treatment they received from Martin made Tommy think he wasn’t hosting lieutenants, but vice admirals.

Those who came for the hunt looked more like American citizens lining the roadside, standing at attention, waiting to shake hands and be greeted by these black heavyweights.

No matter, to gain something, one must first lose something. Tommy consoled himself internally.

He saw that the African American officers were obviously very familiar with Martin and, in response to Tony’s inquiry, they all expressed immense approval for the decision to have Martin graciously host them during the holiday.

While the proportion of African American officers in the United States military would climb year by year and discrimination by white officers against people of color was still common in the military, Tommy knew political correctness within the military would come sooner than in society. These black officers, who had faced discrimination but were more patient, would become excellent examples and role models for African American officers, getting earlier promotions. Whites would use these relatively acceptable blacks to manage the newcomers.

It wasn’t bad for Tony to have good relations with these blacks; one day, he would command his own warship and having a few reliable black comrades would be more convenient for him to manage the increasingly numerous African American naval soldiers than white comrades would be.

After all, Martin had boastfully told Sophia that he made a fortune from Spike, so it would be just fine to tally all the expenses under Spike’s account. If that wasn’t enough, he could send Martin to pay off his debts as a fucking inflatable doll on an aircraft carrier.

Martin, probably already considering how not to burst his own fabricated bubble on the way over, afraid that Tommy’s racially biased old man would dislike him and send him to wipe cars, breaking his cover, got out of the car as the first thing, and walked over to Colin. Dressed in blindingly bright designer clothes and with an expression mixing humility and pride, he grabbed Colin’s hand and kissed it, "My dear godfather, how have you been over these past few days? How about I help you wipe the car later? After all, every time I needed money growing up, you had me wipe cars for pocket change."

He then immediately turned and introduced the chauffeur-cum-bodyguard from Black Fruit and the African American naval officers: "Colin Hawk, my godfather, who witnessed my baptism when I was a baby, the most important and most respected man in my life, aside from my father." 𝐟𝚛𝕖𝚎𝕨𝗲𝐛𝚗𝐨𝐯𝐞𝕝.𝐜𝗼𝗺

To Vanessa, Martin’s actions were dumbfounding. As someone who shared a dormitory with her, she was shocked that Martin’s relationship with Tommy was so close. But Susan cast one glance at Martin and offered the answer, "That guy is bluffing in a tight spot, and you’d better not blow his cover."

"How do you know Martin is bluffing?" Vanessa asked Susan softly.