Down to business.

“Well, ah… Rob? And Brandi?” The undercover agents nodded. “I guess it’s that kinda business chemistry that got me calling you down here.” He gestured for them to take a seat as he returned to the other side of the big wooden desk and sat for the first time.

“Is that so Mr. Butcher?” Hicks, sat, aware of the bulk of the bodyguard moving to loom behind them. He guessed the thin man was still sitting on the leather sofa since he hadn’t heard him move. He wondered who he was - hell, he was trying to memorize every aspect of Butcher’s operation and he was sure Gabby was doing the same.

“Uh, huh. Tell me - you two ever worked any girls? Ever had anyone walking the street for you? Ever done any pimping?"