"You got time right now? Tomorrow?" He supposed he probably ought to do this with Jonathan, who might rein him in before he went too far. It wasn't as if he could really lay official claim on Sam, so the whole situation was needlessly complicated, as far as gang politics were concerned. "It's not good business anyway. He's brought the cops into my establishment. I did like how much Sam hated that. Didn't like it otherwise. Always dampens the atmosphere a bit."

He frowned, checking his phone. "Part of me wants to cuff Sam to the bed again before he goes into work. I told him that the drug's not out of his system yet, but he won't believe me."