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] Agent Sands
: I never heard of him. Belini
: Who? Agent Sands
: The man you recommended. Belini
: The guitar fighter?
[after giving Belini $10,000 in cash in exchange for information
: Just for my own edification, I offered you fifty. Why'd you say no? Belini
: I'm not a greedy man. Not looking to get rich quick. Besides, fifty thousand is a lot for what you wanted me to find out. Could just as well put a bullet in my head as cough it up, see? But ten? Ten thousand is civilized. Ten is something we both can live with. Sands
: Ten might still be too much. Belini
: You'd kill me over ten thousand dollars? You wouldn't dare. You wouldn't dare.
] Yes, I would.
: Belini... How long have you and I done business together? A long time. And in a way, I almost, could have the tiniest smidgen of respect for you. Almost. But you need to stop farting around. Now, do you have the information on Barillo or do you not? Belini
: I have what you need. I'm just enjoying this temporary position of power. That make you nervous? Sands
: You know that withholding vital information from a federal officer is a serious offence. Especially when that officer has paid handsomely for it and wouldn't think twice about ripping that patch off your eye hole and skull-fucking you to death.
: This story is well-traveled. It might have picked up some embellishments along the way. Just read between the lines.
: People say he was the biggest Mexican they'd ever seen... he was 5 9, 5 10 tops, it was no record, but bigger than most of us