“Nice.”
“You know, sometimes I wonder if there’s anyone who isn’t crazy under this roof.” He huffs. “How are you?”
“I’m okay.” I light up a cigarette and take a big inhale. “What are we going to do about the Irish?”
“I had Yuri and Dimitri burn down that bar of theirs. And, I sent a message to Patrick, since I assume he’s the one who will take over now.”
“Oh? What was the message?”
“They have two days to leave Chicago. Everyone who stays will end up dead.”
“You think he’ll do it?”
“Fitzgerald is a coward. They will leave.”
“Good.” I lean my back against the railing and take another drag. “Roman?”
“Yes?”
“Thank you,” I say. “For putting up with me.”
There are a few moments of silence from the other side before he answers. “You don’t have to thank me for anything, Sergei. You’re g
