Fixer POV
The cafe manager came out, a worried look on his face, and he raced towards Fixer.
"We will be out of food by tomorrow lunch. Any news on when the shipment you promised will arrive?' He leaned in and whispered.
"This afternoon, will give them a call to make sure they park close." I phoned Uncle Simon and relayed the worried message.
The manager went back and personally brought us coffee, no charge, which made me laugh; I would have paid.
Bruiser came in, the young woman on her arm.
"Can we join you?' He asked, looking between Tank and Savage.
"Sure, have you ordered?"
"Yes, the only place in town open to get food and drinks," Bruiser answered as he pulled the chair out for the young lady.
"The club will be meeting up tomorrow, you are invited, and you can bring your lad
