"He better be..." Face groans, leaning back against his seat a long moment before adding; "he really has no idea what I have to go through to do this. It's not like I can just pull information out of my ass."

His blood's practically boiling, even five years before he'd have pinned the guy down in the alley behind the bar and made good on his promises right then and there. But now... now there's other things to consider. Better things.