"We'll work on it," Jack promised as he opened the door to the stairs and let Giacomo go first. "He's not here. Sam. He's out right now." He wasn't sure why he clarified. "You can meet him later, if you want."

That said, they arrived on the door to the cells and he opened that as well. Barty didn't put his book down, he kept on reading. There was a rather outdated boombox placed right next to his cell and the book he was reading with a frown was titled 'Chicken soup for the soul', because Sam could be a cruel son of a bitch.

"Hey, Jakob." Barty was still looking at the book, even turning a page. "Long time no see."