Eventually they settled for pizza. While they waited, Lou told them about one of his undercover jobs from a few years back. He was interrupted by the sound of the buzzer and went down to check who was there. He returned carrying two pizza boxes and talking animatedly with Clay, who had arrived just as the pizza boy left. Lou continued his discussion, with the others chiming in, as they ate supper.
Then, after putting the dishes in the sink and the empty containers in the trash, they got back to the business at hand.
“We need to get Reflections Oneback,” Quint said.
“From what you told me,” Lou replied, “you think they use artwork as collateral for drug or gun purchases.”
“That’s my best guess.”
Lou tapped his fingers together, nodding slowly. “All I have to do is figure out a way to let one of them know I have goods I want to move, for the right price.”