"Gentlemen," said Heck.
They all ignored him.
Heck took a deep breath and shouted at the top of his voice: "Mr. William Talese!"
Two or three of the men turned to him for the first time. "Hey, kiddo. You mean Scarface Willy? So what about him?" one of them demanded.
"I'm looking for him."
"He's looking for him," one of the thugs repeated in an amused tone.
"We, er, had a business deal," Heck improvised.
"Yeah? What kind of a business deal?"
"I am not at liberty to divulge that. But it will mean millions of dollars to Mr. Talese and some of his chosen friends. Mr. Talese said to meet him right here, but I haven't got all day. In fact, it's late already. So, where can I find him?"
"How do we know you're on the level?" one of them asked.