The word's out on the street and the word is trouble - serious trouble.
Johnny doesn't know if he can be of any help or whether things have gone too far but when the people in trouble are your friends? Then you get your ass down there and see what you can do.
He's changed cabs three times, kept a wary eye on the road behind and he's damn sure he's not been followed because he can't be too careful - not now.
He knows better than to head straight for the club so he ghosts around the usual haunts until he sees a familiar profile through slightly steamed up glass.
He knows the word on the street is right when he slides into the booth and there's no reaction from the man opposite until Johnny coughs quietly.