Jake Randolph in "The Naked Beat" Pt. 59

There were no windows in the back of the van, so when Mr. Li's mute thug climbed in and closed the door blackness flooded the confined space, broken only by a tiny light in the middle of the ceiling, giving an eerie glow to all the occupants.

The man next to me stuck his hand out toward me. As I grasped it he said, "The name's Gibson, from Texas. I'm in oil. That's Collins. He's in steel. What are you in, friend?"

As I looked at Li's henchman I thought, before this night's over I may be in hot water.