Mount was sure that his ears were not working properly. He couldn't believe what he had just heard from Smile. Smile wanted him, Mount to work as his man. Mount was already sick and tired of working for people who were always trying to get him killed.
"I should work for you?" Mount frowned. "Look what happened to me after serving Alberto for close to twenty years and you want me to work for you?"
"I don't want you to work for me," Smile shook his head in the negative. "I want you to work with me."
"That's what you all say isn't it?" Mount frowned. "Alberto told me I was going to be the second richest man in Manhattan and he tried to kill me. He trusted you to kill me and you betrayed him and told me. What makes you think I should trust you now?"
"I'm not desperate," Smile said point blank.
"Desperate?" Mount stared at him like he had fallen from Mars. "What do you mean?"
