A few minutes later, Morris approached Lance, bringing along a young man.
"Tonight, Burton's son, Rob was there."
"He had too much to drink, the bartender wouldn't serve him anymore, so he wanted to start trouble, then got kicked out."
"He saw Rob head across the street to the phone booth, and then a little while later, Lukar and his gang showed up."
Lance glanced at the young man standing next to Morris and repeated a part of what Morris just said, "Across the street?"
Who the hell would be stupid enough to go across the street and snitch?
The young man quickly explained, "It's diagonally across the street, about fifty or sixty meters from the bar."
Lance looked at him again, sizing him up.
At that time, because people's understanding of "nutrition" was still lacking, and the life at the bottom was very tough, many actually had night blindness, especially the poor.
