Forty was a DEA agent and his reputation wasn’t anything to fuck around with. We both decided on two different paths, and that never changed the friendship. I could always expect for my guy to put something on my books, even though he knew I didn’t need it. Forty was the reason we stayed one step ahead of everything. That offshore account he had was stacked lovely. He looked out for my brother when I couldn’t and I could never repay him for that shit.