Mickey drums his fingers on the table, going over what Peter has said so far.
"When did you set up this meeting?"
"A few hours before your arrival in Seattle."
"And you didn't think to tell me about it when we met at the airport?"
"You had just arrived and I felt you needed to rest for at least, a few hours before I begin to bombard you with matters relating to the Mafia."
Mickey slowly nods, satisfied with his answer. "Fair enough. Where am I meeting with this kid? Though, I'm still shocked you were able to convince his team to agree to the meeting."
"At the organization's warehouse, about an hour from here. And as for convincing them, I can be very...... persuasive."
Mickey snorts. By persuasive, Peter probably means he threatened them or has some dirt or leverage against the
