You want me to tear some place up? I can live with that.
You will be given further details by one of my men, until then good day.
[Â The elder man removes himself from his seated position and begins to leave. ]
If you say so. Just don't keep me waiting too long.
*Cletus Lifts his legs, polycarbonate prosthetics clink against the run down table in font of him as he watches the man before him leaving.*












