"What do we get out of it?"
"A hundred apiece fer you an' a hundred an' fifty fer me fer engineerin' the job. Christmas money! You get me?"
"Of course. How'll we know who we've got to shoot?"
"I'll be there myself on the sidewalk. I'll point him out to you."
"The police?"
"They're fixed."
"Easy enough," said the Kid, the youngest of the gang.
"Well, you guys," said the leader pointing out four of the men, "will go with the Kid. The car'll be at the door in half an hour."
"Now, gimme my orders," said Red.
The gang leader scribbled something on a bit of paper.