“But,” he said slowly and very softly, “if you were to use that needle gun that you have in your pocket disguised as a pen and knock me out, and if you were to ransack my office and open my safe, you might find an envelope with enough details to take you directly to the man you want.”
The smile left his face as he set a thick envelope on the desk in front of him. I wiggled the handlebars slightly to see if anything felt amiss. Indianporn I was wearing a leather jacket and motorcycle boots when I arrived on my Triumph. It was a server with a covered cart. “I won’t be alone.”
“I hope I am one of those friends you were planning to talk to,” a gruff voice said from the doorway. The Gasman had promised they would shoot high, but I could still hear the zing of bullets whizzing past way too close to me. “Agent Tatiala and I will handle it from here.
