"Who...who are you?" Max asked in a panic.
"I'm the schmuck your daughter paid a whole dollar to find you, Dolan. And I don't think you're worth a tenth of that."
"Jake Randolph," he said.
"In the flesh. Now, can we all have a polite conversation without you jumping out the fire escape and your bozo friend there trying to drive a forklift up my ass?"
Once we'd woken up Nelson, which consisted of a glass of cold water in the puss, we sat down for a little chat.
"Tell me, Dolan," I asked, "what are your plans for Gallagher?"
Neville Hunt over 3 years ago
Wonder how friendly the little chat’s gonna be?