"Yeah...but th' thing is, if I try to leave, I'm afraid the Rockets my try and use him as leverage or somethin'. I've got a couple of assets I'm sure they don't wanna lose."

He holds his fists up again. Why would they ever waste time picking locks when they had a one-man wrecking crew on their team? He props his elbows on his knees and looks back at the sawdust.

"Since day one...so...jeez, three or four years now I guess. It all runs together after a while."