"It's six. We're closed. You need to leave, or I'll call the police." Eddie said, "Asshole fed." They were glaring at me when Eddie suddenly focused on something behind me, and his face sagged. "Oh shit." I turned as Rudy J reached behind his desk for a baseball bat, and then the door opened. A tough-looking Asian man in a nice suit and sunglasses swaggered in first. He had been born with a thick neck and large bones, but time in a gym gave him sharp cuts and rude angles. He grinned when he saw the baseball bat, then stepped aside as two more Asian men pushed the third brother inside ahead of them. He couldn't have been more than nineteen. They were lean and hard with no-bullshit expressions, and something told me they weren't police officers. The"