Terry, AKA Junkyard, looked at the kid, and sighed. They were not that far apart in age, and he did like the kid, a little bit. 'Fingers had thrown some good business his way, and Geno knew what would happen if he just walked off. His reputation would dissolve almost immediately. Not only that, he wouldn't have anyone willing to cover him against the Russians or resume business when he finished with them. Also, he still had a conscious, deeply buried under a pile of smartassery the size of the planet, but still, it was there.<br/><br/>He frowned, and considered the situation. "Alright, your girl, her power was invisibility, right? I have a one shot device that can do that for a short time, actually have it nearby. That will cover what she would have for the job. Then, I know a bail bondsman that you can get a good deal from, just drop my work name and mention the loose cannon I found him. It only will work once though. And consider this thanks for the business we have done. However, this is the last favor you will get from me. Agreed?"<br/><br/>Being generous would ALSO get 'Fingers and his girl away from the mob, which meant they wouldn't be able to question them about him.<br/><br/><strong>[Contacts 3 = 1(base) +2(roll: 6,5,3,2)]</strong>