Chapter 20 No Fighting

• The strong stench of alcohol, cheap perfumes and cigarettes hit him the moment he stopped the car at the address they were given.
• It was still a late afternoon, but Mike was sure there were people in here who hadn't left the table since yesterday.
• As usual, the front was some Chinese or Indian restaurant, in their case it was a Chinese one- and on the outside it was a relatively busy place where people went to have a few more shots after everything else closed and didn't want to go home yet or straight back to their wives after work.