Oh, he wouldn’t take such a boring job if he wasn’t being paid handsomely for it. At this point in his career, he has enough money to retire. He’s still in it for the thrill. There’s nothing thrilling about what his old acquaintance asked. But he’s sure the mark will wish Django’d killed him when Nagare’s through with him.

“No, no. My old friend prefers them alive. He’s quite keen on inflicting pain and torture personally to the ones he feels wronged him.” There’s no small amount of distaste in his voice. But what happened to them after he gets his money was none of his concern.

“Better hurry on yours,” drawled, tilting his glass toward Chasin. “I might just go after your mob boss myself.”