You tell me what I want to know, it's a pit-stop. You don't... it's your final resting place. Now where's Dominic?What you gonna do, little girl? You gonna beat it out of me? Isn't that what you would do?Why bother asking? You and me, we ain't even close to the same. I don't know about that.I got a hunch you can take the pain. You might even enjoy it. Like me. So now we gonna be friends?Seems like you could use a few. Your boys know I have you so how come Dominic hasn't sent anyone?Maybe 'cause he knows I can handle my own. Maybe. Or maybe you're just not worth the gas it takes to find you.You're in the first stages of shock. Sweaty, thready pulse, loss of color. Now, you can either stall until you bleed out,Or you can just tell me where Dominic is. If I tell you, what do you think will happen to me? Just end up in another basement.You give me his location, I will get you out of dodge. Come on, Mini, be smart.Play the long game. Ain't no long game for guys like me. Just the game.Doesn't make a damn bit of a difference what you do. Or who you do it for. Dominic ain't no different.Just another man like all the rest. Sounds like this Dominic's a lot smarter than that. Couple years on top, he'll burn out.
