Raven looked her up and down. “Clear all your customers out,” he said shortly; “I want to look the girls over. Come on, jump to it.”
Carrie said, “Like hell I will. You come in the morning.”
Raven looked at Maltz, who swung his fist, hitting Carrie very hard on the side of her jaw. She went down in a heap on the floor.
“You heard me the first time, nigger,” Raven said.
Carrie got slowly to her feet. A livid mark showed on her yellow skin. She turned and went away slowly.
Raven said, “The girls I select will be taken to Franky’s place. The other girls can pack up and get out. Do you understand that?”
Maltz nodded. He went to the front door and signalled.
A large van drew up to the kerb and four men got out. They stood waiting.
It was early. There were only three clients in the house. They came downstairs, looking scared.
Raven opened the door for them. “It’s all right,” he said with his crooked grin. “Just checkin’ up. You boys can get off home.”