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We got hit last night.

So I heard.

Keep it conscious, man.

We got him.

He knew who to hit, where, and when.

So until we know how he got his information,

we're exposed.

So you didn't talk?

Unfortunately for him.

Unfortunately for you.

You took your man off the street.

I had to.

My choice.

You're losing about $25,000 an hour.

It's good to see that you

moving on from having to let affect our pay schedule.

When I hired you six months ago

to be my New York distributor,

you guaranteed me a certain level of professionalism.

You told me that the Kings, the Bloods, the DDP,

that none of them were worth my time.

I believe the exact words were,

the gangs don't wear business.

You also told me that only you could guarantee me

a safe and secure pipeline with no interruptions.

I know, boss.

You know, this business is no guarantee.

Yes, but-- - I can fix the situation.

And you don't have time for much.

Good afternoon, gentlemen.