One of the men nudges his friend as three figures approach them from the other end of the pier. Two are wheeling two large dollies of merchandise in the lead figure's wake. The captain of the Cornelia Marie is here to make his dropoff.
The card game is abruptly halted; game winnings swept off the car's hood with practised ease. "About time you showed up," one of them needles the captain.
The captain is an older gentleman who walks with a slight limp, aided by an elaborately handcarved wooden cane. He pauses a few yards short of the gaggle of henchmen. "Business keeps me busy," he replies in a thick Russian accent.
A gesture to the two following brings the loaded dollies forward.
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Date: 2007-06-14 02:36 am (UTC)The card game is abruptly halted; game winnings swept off the car's hood with practised ease. "About time you showed up," one of them needles the captain.
The captain is an older gentleman who walks with a slight limp, aided by an elaborately handcarved wooden cane. He pauses a few yards short of the gaggle of henchmen. "Business keeps me busy," he replies in a thick Russian accent.
A gesture to the two following brings the loaded dollies forward.