"Yeah" he replied absentmindedly scratching his chin "not really, prison already took away ten years and hard labour ain't exactly good for your health, you know?" He shifted uncomfortably in his seat at the thought of it. "Still, better than the alternative" he mimed putting a gun to his head and grinned. "Speakin' of, I don't usually run the big stuff, far too heavily regulated but I might be able to sort somethin' out. Any ideas what your friend might be lookin' for?"
