Weasel hesitated for a moment before he said, "When he said that last sentence, I felt a sense of danger. What exactly does he do?"
Wade said, "You're not scared of the police, are you?"
Weasel was lost for words. "You're doing business with the police?"
Wade: "He's an LAPD cop. Why can't I do business with him?"
Weasel was stunned. "LAPD? Then why is he in New York?"
"How would I know? I'm not his wife," Wade said casually, and his own wife immediately stepped on his face.
Wade pressed down on Vanessa's foot to avoid being hit again. "Anything else? I'm hanging up."
Weasel asked, "He won't go crazy, will he?"
Some police officers didn't have clean methods.
Wade thought for a moment. "He's reasonable, and very generous. He means what he says."
They talked for a while longer before Weasel hung up.
