Chapter 27 Something Is Not Right

• Ryan buttered Compadre up. “Sir, you've watched me grow up, so you know what kind of person I am without me having to say it. My house is right there! Can't you just help me out?”
• Compadre fell silent for a moment, lighting up a cigarette. Only after he finished smoking did he reply, “All right! But let me make this clear, the interest rate is five percent, not a penny less!”
• “Deal!” I quickly interjected.