Mordecai listened carefully to the Reverend as he stared at Maddy. Her little comment had earned her a trip to see exactly what kind of sick twisted bastard he really was deep down inside. All those layers of nice were about to come off.<br/><br/>How could he refuse so sweet a request.  The answer was obvious he couldn't. Her dream was about to come true in living red and other colors of pain. A rainbow of it for the other two while she would get very little for now.  And then toss the three of them in together later.  Yeah. he was gonna love it.<br/><br/>Mordecai looked surprised, "Oh my... Frankly I'm shocked to find anyone say that I'm a sick twisted bastard while they're still breathing.  I'm thinking that my good reputation is being slandered even as I'm trying to help. But it is a thankless job."<br/><br/>"I'll sit near the control panel with the laptop and you just give them out to me. You might have just saved your friends from some real trouble." He reassured her as he sat on the stool and opened up the laptop.<br/><br/>"So bank manager, let's have those codes." Mordecai said cracking his knuckles and waiting.