Chapter Nine

Dane put his right hand into his left pocket and drew out a slim plastic lid containing mint, he popped a mint into his mouth and kept the plastic back to its previous position.

He stood up from the sofa and sales towards the bar stand opposite Henry, he took calculated steps all the while flashing Henry a leering grin. It was obvious he was testing Henry's patience and Henry wasn't having any of it.

"Cut the crap Dane, how do we find her," Henry snapped dashing towards the bar stand Dane was headed. He was sure Dane wanted to pour himself the half bottle of scotch he had left.

Henry glared at Dane and poured himself a large quantity of the scotch, slamming the remaining on the table.

The both of them shared a knowing glance, they both were aware of the game Dane was playing, sometimes in the previous week, Henry had something of importance to tell Dane and had pushed him to his limit before finally spewing the news.

Henry knew this was Dane's way of paying him back.

Meanwhile,