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The Sting
Chapter 4
Mave organised our entry. There were plenty of questions about who her guests were. The doorkeeper was hesitant about letting us in. Mave played the race card.
‘It’s cos we’re black, ain’t it?’
‘That’s shit and you know it, Mave. It’s because you and your girlfriend are trouble. Every time you are here, we get a visit from the police.’
‘Have we been arrested?’
‘I guess not.’
He sensed he wasn’t going to win, took some money from Abe and let us through. Things started bright enough upstairs, but as we descended, it became ever gloomier, but left our eyes time to adjust. Mave turned to Abe.
‘I need fifty for bribes.’
Abe fished a note out and she disappeared, but came back after a few minutes, looking pleased.
‘Seems your friend Dee is already down in the dark bit. Connie. Send her a text telling her we are held up in traffic and could be ho
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