"Come to me. If no company wants you, enter my legal team. I already had a position ready for you."
Rocco smiled at Conrad's offer, facing him ever so slowly. "Why? Do you pity me?"
"No. Never." Conrad's expression was plain like always, holding Rocco's gaze. "I am offering this job to you because I recognize your skill, capabilities, talent, and your dedication to your work."
"That's nice, man. You make me tear up," Rocco humored, but Conrad maintained his seriousness.
"Rocco," called Conrad, watching Rocco drink another mouthful of rum. "I am not helping you. What I'm doing is recruiting you. I would've done it before, but I knew you would refuse. Working for your friend will blur the lines of friendship when a problem arises at work. I know you didn't want that sort of thing to end the relationships you value."
