"This is a hold up!" Tim spun around to face two men and one gun, which was pointed at him. One of the men was a short, muscular dark-skinned Latino man, about 20 years old with a goatee and short-clipped hair. His partner was a large black man decked out in loose clothing and a shiny gold necklace.
"Yo, I think we been set up," the black man growled, looking around at the spare furnishings.
"Where's da loot?" the Latino said in accented English to Tim. Tim thought quickly, looking at the box. The Mexican followed his gaze and a smile crossed his broad features.