This time when they walked through the door, they were warmly welcomed. Lucas and Maxine walked right past the bar to the table in the corner of the bar where Gorge and his men were seated polishing off a bottle of whisky. Like the night before Lucas took a seat and Maxine sat in his lap. Gorge reached into his pocket and removed a folded piece of paper. He placed it on the table and slid it over to Lucas.
He picked it up and looked at the contact information. Then Lucas picked up the shot Gorge poured for him. He lifted it high to toast the completion of their business. “Here is to making new friends.” He said and downed the shot.
Gorge lifted his glass with a wicked smile. “To making money.” They drank the rest of the night. Neither Maxine nor Lucas wanted to be there, but they both
