“<em>Something</em>doesn’t sound like much to me. And I doubt that the Don would give all that much for a man who failed him…again. Didn’t you bring your idiot cousin along for the job because you needed help getting in the Don’s good graces again? Do you really want me to believe that a man like you still holds<em>any</em>value to the family? Besides, blood runs thicker than water and if one cousin is judged worthless…” Jason pointed at the man he had spoken to first. “…the other can’t expect much better treatment.<br/><br/>Personally, I doubt that the Don would pay much for two dipshits such as yourselves. And if I were you, I would ask myself if I was still welcome, coming home with the burden of so many failures on my back. Even if I let you go, there might very well be a pair of cement shoes and a toxic lake in your future<br/><br/>...unless the car-crusher gets you first, that is.<br/><br/>Now that the cards are on the table, are we going to talk like men or do want to keep bullshitting me?”<br/>