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You are the right hand man of the Midnight Crew, which really means you are Spades Slick’s babysitter. You don’t actually mind keeping him in line. His temper is vicious but so is your own, and you know how to keep his head on straight when it counts. You just wish being his right hand man actually meant something to Slick. You’re the closest to him, always have been, but it seems you’re just another employee with a fancy title. You doubt he’d consider you an associate, forget about friends.
Your brow furrows, putting the first dent in your calm facade. He never did appreciate you, or if he did he never bothered to show it. After all he may have built this city but it’s you who’s held it together. You grip the cigarette in your lips and leave it there, freeing your hands. You take Slick’s disheveled shirt collar in your fists and yank his face up close to yours, only bending slightly down to meet him as the toes of his leather dress shoes brush the floor.
“If you don’t need me,” your eyes narrow, “then get rid of me.”