“It’ll be fun, Malone.” “No it won’t,” Malone shot back, and Ness chuckled, satisfied. “Nah. It probably won’t. But it needs doing. That’s what men like you and me are best at. Doing what needs doing.” He shoved his hat back on his head and buttoned his overcoat. His cheeks were flushed and his eyes were bright from the booze. “Don’t think too hard. You’ll scare yourself. Isn’t that what you used to tell me?” “Yeah.” “It’s good advice.”
