Create your own!
I said no. I think I said your name. Forget him, she said. Midge
wants us dead. They'll assume we crossed them. Get on the phone and check
our credit.
Our credit was gone. They denied that either of us had ever had an
account. Haul ass, Skipper said.
We ran. Out a service door, into Tokyo traffic, and down into
Shinjuku. That was when I understood for the first time the real extent of
Midge's reach.