“Do I have to remind you that all this is because of you? The brand-new teeth I got, you being a finger short, the two hundred thousand dollars I had to pull out of my savings, this real drive-by that almost killed me and Neveah, is because you wanted to play gang-gang. When is it finished? When we can walk down the fucking street and not look over our shoulders, Dante, that’s when it’s fucking finished. Goddamn it. You think I like this shit?” “I think you know you’re really good at it,” Dante said.
