As we walked away from him, Timka started to scream and cuss at us. He was yelling that we couldn't keep him there and a lot of other unsavory s**t. Before I left from that set of cells, I turned back and yelled to the guard. "Nick, do me a favor and try not to shoot him. He has papers to sign before he meets his maker. And if you do shoot him, shoot him somewhere that won't kill him. You know, like his leg or something," I said.
Nick chuckled and said, "I'll try to remember that, boss. But I make no promises. This motherfucker is dumber than a box of rocks. I think my little sister's pet hamster is smarter than him. But don't worry, boss, I'll make sure that he's capable of signing those papers."
"Thanks, Nick. And if you need anything, get a hold of Cassio. I'll see you on my next tr
