Klaus joined him a couple of minutes later followed shortly by a sweaty Patrick.
“I had a hard time finding my way here.” Patrick grumbled as he sat down. “None of the taxi drivers had heard of it or seemed to know the alley by name. The guy I got drove for hours and then dropped me off miles away. What made you choose this place?”
"Bloody foreigners!" sneered Klaus. "Think everything has to be done for their benefit." “I like it here. It’s discreet.
The guy who runs it knows how to shut his eyes and his ears." Erwin looked at Patrick and laughed. "As you discovered it’s hard to find if you don't know where it is. Get yourselves drinks from the bar.
I've told the waiters not to disturb us. ”
Patrick grunted and helped himself to a Campari soda which he topped up with couple of vodka shots from the freezer. Klaus looked at him with distaste as he poured himself a generous gin and tonic and added ice and lemon.
“Let’s check where we are.” said Erwin. “Klaus, you told me the network was continuing to expand well.
