Thursday El Tap Day

By mid afternoon not one person had approached the front window of the drug house and Davy watched the curtain in the second floor window move frequently. They were being watched.
It does get darker and a bit quieter, dark enough and quiet enough that two people sitting in a car alone can fall asleep which is exactly what happened to Davy and Danny.
Davy heard a tapping on the car window and opened his eyes slightly. “Danny, Danny, I think you better wake up.”
“What?”
“We got company.”
Danny stretched slightly and opened his eyes. He was greeted by the sight of eight men surrounding the car and staring inside.
“Davy,” said Danny, “I know this isn’t the ideal time to think of this, but you remember this morning when you told that man that you had a gun pointed at his crotch?”
“Yes.”
"It was a bluff. You don't have a gun."
"Right."
“It just occurred to me that they do have guns and a bullet can go through a car door one way just as easily as it can the other.”
“Maybe so,” Davy said as he flipped the car key. In one move, the car started and Davy floored the accelerator. “Maybe so, but I’m not hanging around to find out.”
Two men standing in front of the car were knocked aside and spun to the ground and the other six jumped back amazed.
Davy drove down the block then slammed on the brakes in the middle of the street turning the car around.
“Davy,” asked Danny, “what are you doing?”
By the time they got back, the men were gathering together and one man was still laying in the street. Davy drove slowly by and put down the window. “Night boys, see you in the morning,” he shouted.
“Was that wise?” asked Danny.
“Maybe not, but it was fun,” said Davy with a wide smile on his face.”
True to his word, the next day Davy and Danny pulled up in front of the drug den. At the exact same moment they arrived, the drug business ended for the day.
Soon after Davy and Danny were settled in for a day of sitting, the man who had threatened Davy the day before came out and walked to the side of the car. He motioned for Davy to roll down his window, which he did, but only a couple of inches.
“I know you’re not cops.”
“Your customers don’t seem to think so.”
“What do you want? You one of them ‘just say no to drugs’ weirdos?”
“No, your business is your business, but my business is Mr. Kim two blocks away, him and the Buddhist temple.”
“What the fuck are you talkin’ about? Who the fuck is Mr. Kim?”
“The store beside the Buddhist temple.”
“Yea, what about it?”
“A little matter of protection money.”
The man looked up and motioned to someone in the second story window. In a second another man came outside. The two talked in Chinese.
“What about this Kim?”
“You stop the protection scam on Kim, we leave.”
“Man, you crazy. I lost more money in the first ten minutes you here than Kim pay in a month. You break one of my men arm and all you want is leave this Kim alone?”
“Yep, that’s the deal. You leave Kim alone, we leave.”
“Not come back?”
“That’s the deal.”
The man broke out in a smile. “You crazy. You trying to sell me protection.”
“That’s the way it reads, Buster. Have we got a deal?”
“Get the fuck out of here.”
“I asked you, have we got a deal?”
“You not commin’ back?”
“Not as long as your people stay away from Kim. You come back, we come back.”
The man looked down and said slowly in a low voice, “We got deal.”
Once more Davy floored the accelerator.
“I’m not believing you pulled that off,” said Danny. “I’m just not believing it.”