Chapter Five
The immaculate, white Fish Friday Company truck slowly comes to a stop alongside the warehouse at the wharf. The horn sounds four times, two long tones and two short. A gray large roller door opens and two huge ugly men appear from inside the building. Both have dark glasses on. They are dressed in black leather jackets, denim jeans and chunky black boots. Black knitted beanies sit on top of their shaved, muscular heads. Black gloves cover their massive hands.
Both men patrol around the truck carefully inspecting the vehicle and its two occupants, who are sitting in the cab. They survey the surrounding wharf side area and down to the docks. One of them speaks into his phone then slaps his huge open palm on the drivers side door, twice. The truck moves slowly into the warehou
