" will he * really ? "
* dutch hissed, flicking the ash off his cigar as he studied the map placed on his table .. a hum emitted as he reached for his coat. *
" seems 'm gonna have to take
matters into m' own hands. *
" better than nothin', arthur. "
* the taller spoke as he motioned to the lockbox .. raising the cigar between his ringed digits to his lips and taking a deep drag,a smoky exhale following briefly. *