"Get out and never let me see you in this city again. I mean it". This is all he says. You don't need to be told twice. You go home and pack up and take the next plane out of here. You have a brother in Ketjack who can roof you for a bit. A couple of days later you read about a gangland massacre. Red Bull and 11 mafia criminals killed in a arms deal gone bad with the Uglavarian Underground. You would have been number 12 if Red B had not fired you. Now that he's dead you don't fear thinking of him as Red B.