CHAPTER FORTY-TWO
Travis catches an Uber into the city. The Tunnel is near the corner of Flinders Lane and Elizabeth Street. Travis gets out at the corner of Flinders Lane and Swanston, walks slowly down Flinders Lane. The rain has started. Travis can see his breath, but he’s under the shop fronts, not getting wet. He’ll try to play it differently to The Angel, be more respectful, no hard man s**t. It’s midnight. He joins the queue. He watches the doormen. No bitches this time. There are three of them. Two guys in all black are almost identical in everything they do; the way they act. Tight hard bicep muscles under their inexpensive black suits. Bull necks. He thinks of Olsen, but these guys are in a different game. The third guy runs everything, also in a black suit, but the twins have s
