'Oh, brother, how do I explain it to you? These men are like mice who just made it past the door, if we strike now, they'll scurry away and hide. Mice are hard to catch when their guards are up. So, we leave it alone, make them think we know shit, so they get comfortable while we lay our traps…"

'Then we strike to kill," I end for Deno.

Every enemy has a weakness, and every territory has its games, because that is precisely what it is, one big fucking game.

Our territory, ...