.. ‘ coming with that. No ‘buts’. I’ll have none of that stinkin’ thinkin’, missy.”“Well ... yeah,” she reached out and tickled my f...et. Those nails were a killer. “Look, I need to do something. I’ve been working my ass off to get myself positioned for this. This town sucks for film and TV.”“There’s shit filmed here all the time,” I countered, weakly.“Yeah, if you’re established. I’m not. I have to go where they are.”“They?”“Yes. Them. Those people. The ones with jobs.” She crawled up next to. "Mavis didn't like the tight, cold knot in her stomach. Was Phil involved? She wanted to, but knew she didn't dare ask."Well, I don't care," Phil laughed, seemingly relaxed and sincere. "It's going to be a tough one to crack. A real professional job. The two armored van guards--they were chloroformed or something and didn't, really, see a thing. Hell! They lost another couple of hundred grand or so from their rig!"They finished their coffee and Mavis watched Phil pick up the small suitcase he. " I said, confident that we had worked things out.After a long, miserable flight, and subsequent cab ride, we finally arrived at thehotel in San Francisco. Before we even got on the elevator someone recognized Leo."Leo!" someone shouted. A middle aged white guy came over to us and greeted Leo, who was very happy to see him."Steve! Man, it's been awhile. How have you been doing?" They hugged and kissed each other."Doing okay man. Wow, haven't seen you in a few years," Steve said, feeling Leo’s. " I agree," the Herceg's captain interjected. He had stepped over to the Herceg's side while still watching the soldiers treating the wounded bodyguards, killing Malaceck's more severely wounded troops and starting the removal of the bodies. "I wouldn't say we couldn't have held, but it would have been a closer business than it already was. My thanks, Smuggler," he stuck his hand out for Antal to grasp."I suppose that's ex-smuggler now," Antal snorted taking the offered hand. "I'm assuming what.