The Sunset Club, Wednesday afternoon before Easter
“You can’t fire me, I didn’t do anything wrong,” Jay said with belligerence.
Bobby stepped up. “From what I understand,” Bobby turned to Reggie and Mark, “two witnesses watched you take money to let an unauthorized person into the club while the club was closed. That sounds good enough to be fired for cause. If I ever see your face within ten miles of here you’re not going to recognize yourself for a long, long time.”
“I’ll make sure Ricky charges your little prick with assault.” Jay threatened Keith while walking to get his things.
Reggie stepped up. “What he said about your face, and I’ve ten guys that have Bobby’s back.”
Mark said, “Make that eleven.”
“You’ll pay for being a snitch, Mark. I know where you live. This incident isn’t
