liberty ale.. bah. ive tasted drinks much better than this riff-raff.
"right. im here, your here. i will start off with discussing the terms of tha job aite?
1. you give me the target's name, known associates, haunts, and any other relevant information.
2. when im discussing business, i want no other bull**** aite? chattin randomly is one thing, but business is at the other end of the spectrum. the sooner yo get that, the better it will be for both of us.
3. i normally work alone, but if the situation arises, i may ask for assistance. if that becomes the situation, the pay will be increased to compensate the assisstant.
4. the deal will be set before hand, with specific details. no wavering off from the original deal, or i cancel the deal, and there will be trouble for you.
my life may not be much, but i do have a set of rules that i follow strictly. break those rules, and we may be having a fallout"
all the time while i spoke, i saw the figure sipping his ale, listening intently in complete silence. the lack of body language from him actually had me thinking twice if i would ever regret this moment..
" these are the terms. do you accept?"
as soon as i finished speaking, i picked up the mug, and drained it within seconds. i placed the mug on the table, and awaited an answer from this silent figure.