The Saloon Story III

Two financial inspectors with suspicious Soviet background quietly stepped into the 3 Kugeln. One glance around the space filled with smoke made them realize none of their colleagues could be waiting for them inside. The cash machine kept rolling, but no receipts appeared, because the ‘programme’ had ended.
How sad? How depressing?
The girl with the short blond hair (who was known to be in the illegal migration business, having issued and successfully distributed fake Estonian passports) whispered ‘None of ours is here. No sense wasting time. We should go and check the next place.’
The other one, stubborn as a national of a new EU member country, hesitated a moment, but then asserted ‘They will come. I know them. Trust me.’
The waitress approached them – angry face, German sense of humour, dress torn apart after the long drunken nights in the 3 Kugeln with the local criminals…