I will pay little Joey a visit. Do not argue with me on this. I glance over to watch Joey as he presses over his group of flunkies like he’s their king, and smile. Occasionally, it’s a good thing to keep Matteo’s dreams about me alive. I wouldn’t dream of arguing with you, Jackal. As I grab my tray to head back out of the dining hall, I see Joey frowning down at his phone, and it feels like a victory to me.
