“Just like I found out who you are, right? Now you need to meet me in twenty minutes at Dante's Bar and Grill right in your own neighborhood.”
“Look, I don't think you know who you are messing with here.”
“Oh, but I do. Should I start using names? Meet me in twenty minutes, and make sure you are alone. Anyone else in the shadows, and you will have a big problem, Mr. Valentine.”
“Look you son of a …”
Lee hung up. He was under the guy's skin, and Lee was certain that he would show up. He scouted the restaurant until he found a place at the side of the building from which he could remain out of view and see anyone approach the front door. He waited patiently for twenty minutes, at which point he saw a Mercedes stop a block away. The occupant got out of the car and approached the restauran
