A voice spoke from off to the side.
"Douse 'em, Rube."
I went back and cut the lights. Three men sauntered out onto the highway.
"Keep the hands away from the sides, Rube."
One of the men was a head taller than the others. I couldn't see his face in the faint red light from the beacon, but I knew who he was.
"Hello, Naples," I said.
He came up to me. "You know me, Rube?"
"Sure," I said. "The first thing Haug told me was pay my respects to Mr. Naples."
Naples laughed. "You hear that, boys? They know me pretty good on the outside, ha?"