Al
Tuesday, 26 November, 2101; Hai Sung Social Club, Chinatown, Seattle

Al watched what – by his count – should be the last of the drinks guys teturn to the kitchen. He grabbed the cash and stuffed it into Danny’s pocket. “There, made it easy for ya – they’s all out. We git ’em inna alley right now, five minutes I do my thing, no one’ll ever notice. Now git ’em out there.”

<<Alrighty, I can keep ’em out o’ there fer a few minutes without makin’ a ruckus. After that it attracts attention….>>