Chapter 41
JAY
Even though Aguda wasn’t a threat anymore, I had Hopkins meet me at Eastside Boxing. The glass window still hadn’t been replaced; plastic covered the gaping hole, amplifying the street noise and letting in cold air.
Hopkins didn’t bother taking a class this time. He strolled up to the front desk and said, “What have you got for me?”
I handed him a thick manila envelope. “Simon runs a lending business. I’ve made copies of all his contracts from the past ten years.” It hadn’t been too hard, smuggling the paperwork from Pearl of China, making copies at the local Kinko’s, and then putting it right back where it came from. Simon would never know.
Hopkins peeked inside. “So he’s a loan shark. That explains a lot.” He looked at me. “Past ten years. There’s more?”
“He’s been a
