"Think he’ll queer the deal?" asked Thumbs, a worried note creeping into his gravelly voice. He’d connected up with Two Bears after mopping the floor with the Latin Kings’ lookout team across the street from the Casa Cabana. Then he’d hung around the area until the halfer reappeared and he could approach him. The little guy hadn’t needed much persuading. He said his name was Adam Two Bears and that he was putting together a team to help him find out the identity of someone or something called IronHell.