You sat across the table from Micheal DeSanta. AKA Micheal Townsley from his time when he was prominent in the business. You and him had become buddies back after he faked his death and fled from Trevor but now he was back in the business. Micheal was wearing a dark gray suit with black loafers and a watch. His look was finished off by a pair of sunglasses.

“You realise this is practically suicide if we fuck up?”