Sort of. He thinks. Fuck it, if she's not going to stop him he's going to talk this out. Mick leans forward, elbows on his knees. "Think about it. Lenny and me have been robbing places for years. Give him a heist. Give him something to plan and execute and see if that'll shake something loose."
That icon needs to be named "... Mick. No."
Sort of. He thinks. Fuck it, if she's not going to stop him he's going to talk this out. Mick leans forward, elbows on his knees. "Think about it. Lenny and me have been robbing places for years. Give him a heist. Give him something to plan and execute and see if that'll shake something loose."
Sigh.
Damn he hates this 'good guy' crap.
"I ain't saying we keep the money."