The truth is I don't know what to do. Morales gets worse by the day, the murderer knows that we're looking for him, I have a judge who is a moron, I want to kill Irene. And the only guy I can trust in the whole world is a drunk, a fucking asshole. I have an edge... small, but it's an edge... today is the 28th, isn't it? The drunk asshole hasn't been paid this month's salary yet, and the last month's gone, drank. So when the bartender wants to collect the bill the guy is going to face a dilemma: Either he says he has no money, and goes to jail, push comes to shove, there is a big mess, and his wife finally kicks him out of his house. Or he turns to the asshole of his boss, that would be me, and asks him to pay. But there's a catch: the boss is an asshole, but not such a big one, so he's going to pay... again, but he wants a favor in return. And the drunk asshole won't be able to say no, right?
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From: The Secret in Their Eyes