Sid cut his eyes around to glare at Lexi.<br/><br/>“You can look at that book just as soon as Ms. Thief brings it back, which I assume means in the morning.” He said with a you better if you know what is good for you tone.<br/><br/>“Of course, I will,” she said, “unless you want to come back to my place and get it now. We could all go there now and let Neo read it.” Lexi flashed a smile toward the exciting man.<br/><br/>Sid leaned back in his chair and waved his hands as if waving away the world’s problems.<br/><br/>“No, no. I know where you live. “ he said. ‘You better show up tomorrow with the good or else.” He gestured toward the Sound. I trust you, kid.”<br/><br/>Lexi grimaced at his less than veiled threat but turned to Neo,<br/><br/>“You and your friends are welcome to come back to my place to look at the book if you want tonight, or I will be on my shift at 1pm and you can come by any time til 9 when we close. I don’t take a lunch shift but then you probably don’t need me to look through the book with you.”<br/><br/>Sid slapped the table, making Lexi jump. She put her hand on her heart and looked at the other three for assurance that no one had been shot.<br/><br/>“Well, me and mine, we are out of here. The place closes up at 2am, local law, so enjoy the rest of your  meals and drinks. See you guys tomorrow.”<br/><br/>Sid stood up and offered Mr. von Engels his hand.<br/><br/>“Pleasure to meet you and yours. I’m sure we will have a fine business association” Sid said, cordially. He then smiled with a mocking smirk and winked at Yukina.<br/><br/>“And little lady, if you guys ever do decide to really move among the cartels, just let old Sid know. The Jones bunch are relatives. I  would be proud to introduce you.”<br/><br/>With that, he left the deck, followed by his goons.<br/><br/>Lexi flopped back in her chair, shaking all over. She clutched both sides of her head, her fingers deep in that blonde mop of hair and she moaned,<br/><br/>“I am so fuckin sorry to have involved you in this mess. I had no fucking idea that Sid was crazy or connected. I thought he was some eccentric junk collector.  You see those kinds of guys all the time on TV on Storage Wars. “<br/><br/>She drained the now watered down Crown and Coke in one gulp. She was shaking so hard that her teeth nearly bit her tongue and the glass clattered when she tried to set it back on the table.<br/><br/>“When did you want to look at the book?” she tried, going for normality.