“Gus, here,” a voice answered as soon as Rubble accepted the call.
“There was an attack on the bar,” Rubble said. “The situation is under control, for now.”
“And who is with you?”
“Just Switch. We’re in the office.”
“Put me on speaker,” Gus sighed. It was good that Switch was present. As an Enforcer, she was entitled to more detailed information into the situation.
“Go ahead,” Rubble said as he set his phone on the desk.
“Hey, Switch.”
“Prez,” she said. “Do we have any idea what is going on?”
“I have a fair idea,” Gus admitted. “Unfortunately, my personal business is bleeding over into the Club.”
“I thought you said you had it tied up,” Rubble frowned.
“As far as what is going on here, yeah,” Gus said. “Which is why they are reaching, trying to find my weak point.”
“Right,” Rubb
