"Hey, you think you can go on a run with me?" Lucky asks, when I leave my room to go meet with James.
"I have to meet with James, walk with me, tell me what the run is for."
"Johnny boy."
"He hasn't paid up yet?" He's a long-time client of ours, we've made a quarter of a million on his interest payments alone, but I knew he had been giving Lucky trouble with his latest repayments.
"Nope, and he's been avoiding me. Not answering my calls, never around when I go to his place. You know I hate to do this but-"
"Hate to do what?" James asks when I open his door and he catches the end of our conversation.
"Johnny boy, he's late on payments and avoiding me. You know we don't like to do s.hit this way, but I'm gonna have to go to his work." I let out a low whistle, he's right, going to someo
