"Then I guess, boyo, me and you will have to have a nice talk with Cheon together. Just so you don't off him before my Eddie can work. Then we can see where we go next. He's trafficking our people, hurting our property and we're not a fan. No reason we can't shake him up a bit." It seemed like the smart thing to do. It was how gangsters expressed displeasure. Jonathan had his tooth cut out by a rival gang leader as a warning once and in some ways, he appreciated it.

It stopped things from escalating too fast and allowed him time to pay respects, be careful and get his revenge when the timing lined up perfect.

"What do you think? Shall we have a chat?"