[at the end of The Blind Banker]

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"Hello?" Sebastian answered his mobile phone groggily. It was fucking two o'clock in the morning. What the hell was going on now?

"Sebby, I've got a job for you!" Jim proclaimed cheerfully on the other end of the phone.

"Do you know what time it is?"

"Oh, forget that, there's finally something fun going on! Get up, get up, get up! Meet me in the kitchen. Make me a PB&Nutella sandwich while you're there. I've got to set up the webchat." Sebastian could hear Jim chuckling on the other end of the phone.

"What the- Are you in your bedroom?!"

"Why, you wanna come play with me, Sebby?"

"I'm gonna kill you one day, you know that?" Jim had been in the bedroom the entire time and instead of just coming to wake Sebastian up he had fucking phoned?!

"Nah. Grow up. Come on, loser, we're going murdering!"

"No. I'm going murdering and you're probably just going to sit at the kitchen table and eat a PB&Nutella sandwich," Sebastian replied, but Jim had already hung up. Sebastian swore blearily and got out of bed to put some goddamn clothes on.

Twenty minutes and one PB&Nutella sandwich later, Jim told Sebastian what he had to do.

"God, boss, why the hell do you keep getting mixed up with the gangsters? Do you know how hard it will be for me to get close to her home?" Sebastian pinched the bridge of his nose in frustration. It was too goddamn early in the goddamn morning for this.

"But you'll do it?"

"Of course I'll do it. Lemme get my gun. Give me an address. Do your little internet conversation and then call me to let me know when to shoot."

"Yeah, sure. Isn't this going to be fun? We get to play a little game. My side of the game is 'Intimidate The Gangster.' You side of the game is 'Shoot The Gangster.' Good target practice, too, yeah?" Jim smiled and moved to put his plate in the sink for someone (probably Sebastian) to wash at some point.

Sebastian sighed. "I'll be back later." He grabbed his cello case and slung it over his back.

"Pick up The Last Samurai with that boat cruise guy in it while you're out. I like to watch the funny Americans and the Japanese people fight." Jim called after him. Sebastian waved a hand to let him know that yes, he would pick up The Last Samurai.