“Yes, I remember. It was such a tragedy. A young life lost so soon.” Her lips pulled down into an empathetic frown, nodding along as he spoke. Of course she remembered the murder, not did it cause the restaurant to close early but it had also caused a lot of her important clients to stay away from the Garden for quite a while. They had just started trickling back into the establishment. “But that’s wonderful news. Thank you so much for letting us know, it’ll definitely lessen our clientele’s worries about the area.”
“It may lessen their worry although, I would not lower security now that this has been dealt with. With all those mob related murders, I feel like a, excuse my language,” he grimaced, “a huge shit storm is coming.” Because there was no way the Queen and their courts would ever give up on all those things they had earned, no matter if stealing was not exactly something he considered to be hard work. Lazy, stupid bastards that they were, would think that this was all for granted, and thus, would never ever leave. Pride. Such a terrible thing.
