Brodie decided to wait until he could speak with Moreno and Malik together. He texted Moreno and asked when it was good to call him, letting him know it was urgent. After a couple of further messages. It was agreed that they would speak once El Puerto’s evening trade had eased off allowing the rest of the staff to cope without them for a while.
By ten o’clock, the kitchen was closed and many of the customers were starting to leave.
“Miguel, can you and the guys cope for an hour or two without Anita and me?”
“Sure, no problem. Everyone’s served now. Maybe a few more drinks but that’s OK.”
“Malik, your boss needs words!” Brodie raised his eyebrows, “can we go upstairs?”
“Of course,” Malik smiled in reply.
They climbed the stairs to the apartment and Brodie motioned Malik to go through
