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business.”   I glanced over at the bar and started walking toward Duval.  
    “Now you’re thinking,” he said.   “I ain’t gonna hurt the broad.”   He cleared his throat and added, “Unless of course she makes me.   Truth is, most people see me, take one look at the gun, and it’s all over.”
    I didn’t say anything, but forced myself to continue walking away from him. When I turned the corner I stepped out of sight behind a store that billed itself as ‘The Topless Bikini Shop’.
    Duval was starting to wind down.   Traffic was light and a few late night drinkers wandered the streets in small groups.   If I’d seen a cop I would have flagged him down, but it appeared that if I wanted to help the girl I was on my own.
    Every instinct told me to keep going, but I already felt responsible for the death of one girl in the line of business.   Because of that girl, I wasn’t about to leave Destiny to the clown with the gun.   Instead, I edged back and peered around the wall in time to see the man in black slide behind a gumbo-limbo tree and disappear into the shadows.
    The first one out the door was Billy.   He carried a backpack and strolled over to a red motor scooter parked next to the bike rack.   He sat down, fumbled in his pack, and when he lit a cigarette a flash of light lit up his face.   I figured he was waiting for Destiny, and I wondered how Bob would handle the situation.
    Marissa and Joe were next.   Joe climbed into a pink cab that pulled up to the curb, and half a minute later a motorcycle roared up.   Marissa ran to it, hopped on, and wrapped her arms around Christy.   As they pulled away, the door opened and Destiny followed Tanya out of the bar.  
    Destiny carried a purse slung over her shoulder, and Tanya carried a sweater.   In her heels Destiny was over six-feet tall and was a stunning woman, but I couldn’t take my eyes off Tanya.   She gave the door handle a good shake to make sure it was secure, and then the two of them walked arm in arm over to the bike rack.
    “Hey, hurry up will ya ,” Billy called out.   “I want to get the hell out of here.”
    Destiny shot Billy the finger, and stood waiting while Tanya bent over and unlocked the only remaining bike in the rack.   Finally, Tanya threw her sweater into the basket and when she rode off, Destiny strolled over to stand beside the scooter.     
    Her jeans were tight, and while she struggled to climb onto the back of the scooter the man in black stepped out from behind the tree.   His right arm rested along his body and the weight of the gun in his hand caused him to list slightly.  
    “Hey Destiny,” he called out.   “Frankie wants his diamonds back.”   While Bob’s attention was focused on the girl, I crept along the edge of the building.   Keeping in the shadows of the trees and shrubs, I began to make my way back towards the bar.
    “What the…” Billy jumped at the sudden appearance of the stranger and would have knocked over the scooter if Destiny hadn’t been straddling it.   “Who the hell are you?” he asked.  
    “You can call me Bob,” the man said.   “In fact, why don’t you call me Mister Bob?   Now scat.”
    “Come on Gail,” Billy said, reaching for the throttle.   “Let’s get out of here.”
    “Leave the broad,” Bob said.
    “What are you, nuts?” Billy asked.   “I’m not gonna leave her.”
    Bob raised his arm and his voice hardened.   “Look here, pretty boy.”   He waited until Billy looked over and saw the gun before adding, “I can shoot your ass off the bike, or you can be on your way by yourself.   It’s your choice.”
    While Bob waited for Billy to decide what he was going to do, I inched my way along the sidewalk while searching for a branch or rock to use as a weapon. All I found was a lone coconut.   It lay next to the sidewalk and was about the size of a softball.   When I picked it up I was disappointed at how light it felt, but it was